Lyrics
But god is full of grace and his faithfulness is vast, i live hard cause i am scared that i won t mean anything, i couldn t count the times i ve ragged on heaven
The sweetest people i know, to the walls
Against this sudden sinking feeling that there s nothing there at all, it s not some disembodied heaven, he assured me
There is safety in the moments when the shit has hit the fan, nor is he shitty at his job
We threw a party up in here, and without fear
and predictably
to the windows
So now i m praying to the ceiling, so now i m praying to the ceiling
but as i m staring at your folks
Just holding hands and sobbing with sunglasses on, to the windows Persevere, to the walls
so i m shotgun in the car and we re just shooting the shit
I used to wanna be important, the sweetest people i know, so i throw him forty lines how i don t think he exists
Not some vindictive motherfucker, now i just wanna be alive
it s okay to feel unbelievably lost
cause nothing tuned me in to my failure as fast
as grieving for a friend with more belief than i possessed
But it comes up a lot with emme s dad and me, cause nothing tuned me in to absurdity as fast
Just holding hands and sobbing with sunglasses on, cause nothing tuned me in to my failure as fast
We just persevere, as a gravestone with the name of a baby that has passed
and i m tired of trying to find some sort of meaningful thing
So i throw him forty lines how i don t think he exists, and i m a mess by now
to the windows
you got to persevere
Now i just wanna be alive, nor is he shitty at his job
What words to hear, i never got to kiss your head Persevere, i used to wanna be important
As grieving for a friend with more belief than i possessed, then he laughs and says through tears
Not some vindictive motherfucker, not some vindictive motherfucker