Pray to God for Your Mother - Dance Gavin Dance

Surprise, uh-oh

Didn't think I'd have to answer for the lies I told myself

At least not so soon

Goodbye, uh-oh

To adrenaline and ambition comply

Gotta look inside myself for another reason to live

Depending on the medicine to keep my colors vivid

Think I hit the limit

But I've been doing better ever slightly for a minute

Think that I can pivot

Part of me wants to believe that I will not come apart at the seams

That I will learn from the cut when I bleed

That I'm a tank, I'm a goddamn machine, uh

Part of me wants to believe that I will not come apart at the seams

That I deserve to deliver my dream

That my name will light up the marquee, yuh

Blame it all on the lamest dude

Blame it all on the payment due

Blame it all on the fragrant food

Pray to God for your mother

Always wonder what you gon' do

Come to terms with a painful truth

Pray to God that we make it through

Pray to God for your mother

Tap out, tap out, tap out, tap out

You wanna tap out

But you feel ashamed to back out

What would your friends and your family say?

Uh-oh, didn't think I'd have to answer for the lies I told myself

At least not so soon

Depending on the medicine to keep my colors vivid

Think I hit the limit

But I've been doing better ever slightly for a minute

Think that I can pivot

Part of me wants to believe that I will not come apart at the seams

That I will learn from the cut when I bleed

That I'm a tank, I'm a goddamn machine, uh

Part of me wants to believe that I will not come apart at the seams

That I deserve to deliver my dream

That my name will light up the marquee, yuh

Blame it all on the lamest dude

Blame it all on the payment due

Blame it all on the fragrant food

Pray to God for your mother

Always wonder what you gon' do

Come to terms with a painful truth

Pray to God that we make it through

Pray to God for your mother

Scream, explain?

You do it 'til you're trained

My voice is like my horoscope

I'm Scorpio, I'm strange

I tried to tame my brain

I admit it was in vain

I let it go, it flows

It knows I cannot do a thing

I got grips and I got stocks

I got barrels with an ox

Now I'm cold enough, I can't be angered

All this writing on my walls

Built them up to break my fall

Now I'm cold enough, I can't be angered