Praying gently
To find forgiveness
And I know you’ll find it
Trust me
Webaches, poor sleep
Urban life on double speed
Start your day with a good scream
While everyone’s on their screen

And I’m not afraid
It is too late
Subway trains on empty streets
Someone stuck beneath the seats
And people still
Keep coming in
It seems there’s nothing wrong
Twisted rails across the road
What if there was the game
Where you’re just a mushroom cap
That jumps on Mario's head?
You fucked up what your parents expect
It’s almost white and clean
I like the way it fits
It feels complete
My own hands tied me
Some told me the exact same words
I wrote this song, I made them worse
Then put the chorus in between
We live in the great time
I swear
We're not gonna play on MTV
We’re living less
New scores
When I shut my eyes
I see yours

Praying gently
To find forgiveness
And I know you’ll find it
Trust me
Webaches, poor sleep
Urban life on double speed
Start your day with a good scream
While everyone’s on their screen

Such a freezing silence here
What did our narrator mean?
Such a freezing, silent hell
Blood drops on the cleanest shell
I guess it is your room
Cool body lies in the cold
Hey, buddy, what about the last song you wrote?
The music played along
Honed, terrifying note
Hey, buddy, what about the last song you wrote?
Such a freezing silence here
Disappear, you disappear

Praying gently
To find forgiveness
I know you will find it
Trust me
Webaches, poor sleep
Urban life on double speed
Start your day with a good scream
While everyone’s on their screen
Webaches, poor sleep
Urban life on double speed
Start your day with a good scream
While everyone’s on their screen