I Only Talk to God When I Think I'm Dying Lyrics

I am the marriage

Of con man and athiest

Patching the knowledge

That I'll cease to exist

There's a darkness

In my lungs I can feel it

I saw a face in

The bedroom ceiling

Sell me a miracle cure and I'm buying

But I only talk to God when I think I'm dying

I am as scared of

Death as I am obsessed

The comet watch

And self-diagnosis

I've got this demon

I'm not sure how to judge it

We're all just tangents

We're all imperfect

I get so lost in my own silence

But I only talk to God when I think I'm dying

I'm so afraid of death

I haven't started living yet

I am too cynical

To let a promise make me whole

I build a machine

For self-hypnosis

I don't think it's working

I just can't let go

I am the marriage

Of clearsight and brain-freeze

Sewing patches

On my ripped philosophy