Calamitous Prayer Cliche Lyrics

Talking to God through cigarettes

Burning sensation inside of my chest

Everything I am trying to say

Is pouring out desperate in a Hollywood way

Up on a cloud, far past the trees

He must up there, pissin' on everything

The downpour's precise, but there's a reprieve

Looking on down, I think he's rooting for me

Calamitous Prayer Cliche

Calamitous Prayer Cliche

Calamitous Prayer Cliche

Calamitous Prayer Cliche

Lock on a star, so the reception is clear

I'm sure the day's internal monologue was hard to hear

So here's a recap, to sum up all that you missed

I hope you've got angelic scribes to make a list

Of all the things that I need, if you can spare the change

(Everyone's broke in the city, gun's slingin' loose all around me)

And all the problems in my life that you should rearrange

(Sly scam attempts on the daily, everything needs repairing)

I started this thankful for the day that you gave,

(I'm talkin' all that I carry, all of the tragedies buried)

But now I'm screaming at the sky, and you should shred that page

(Fortify my pure hail mary, justify my rage)

Calamitous Prayer Cliche

Calamitous Prayer Cliche

Calamitous Prayer Cliche

Calamitous Prayer Cliche