We're all gonna die in the end
So we make little plans 'cause it helps us to fall asleep
But the naked truth is a tightening noose
I'm afraid of the day I leave
I'm a good, good man
In a bad man's skin
That's what I like to make believe
But I'm a bullshit coward
Burning the hours
'Til karma comes after me
Now I'm praying again, praying again, praying again
Father, please
Praying again, praying again, praying again
Won't you help me?
Now I'm praying again, praying again, praying again
Detaching into errands that mean nothing in the end
When you die, there won't be life achievements standing at your bed
When the only thing that you can bring with you into the heavens
Are the people that you love, it brings a different kind of reverence
Now I'm praying again, praying again, praying again
Father, please
Praying again, praying again, praying again
Won't you help me?
Now I'm praying again, praying again, praying again
Wandering through my twenties always wondering where to go
Maybe I'll settle down with a girl and a dog
And I'll ride that pony on
Maybe I'll lie down in my death bed, breathe my last breath all alone
And I'll die dressed as a fool when they look back and read this poem
Now I'm praying again, praying again, praying again
Father, please
Praying again, praying again, praying again
Won't you help me?
Now I'm praying again, praying again, praying again
