All mixed up, turned around

What you thinking about?

What were we talking about now?

Emotion free, euphoric state

Too little, too late

Let it go

You pray for rain in hopes that it'll wash away

But let's be honest, you don't have that much faith

I think it's too late if you're looking to save face

I see you slipping from that throne of grace

Focus stuck, holding down

You're thinking too loud

All that comes has to come down

At least you can say you tried to pray for rain

You pray for rain in hopes that it'll wash away

But let's be honest, you don't have that much faith

I think it's too late if you're looking to save face

I see you slipping from that throne of grace

Why do we ask for these selfish things?

Are we the only ones that need saving?

Save me

I think we were foolish in thought

Then again, I'm probably wrong

I'm probably wrong

You pray for rain in hopes that it'll wash away

But let's be honest, you don't have that much faith

I think it's too late if you're looking to save face

I see you slipping from that

I see you slipping from that

I see you slipping from that throne of grace