Thoughts and prayers
This weeks latest tragedy
Unaware, desensitized by everything
Stained crown, cruel hands of fate
The black gown, we reap the lives we've made
Thoughts and prayers, this weeks latest tragedy
Unaware, desensitized by everything
On my own, slipping through the cracks again
Overwhelmed, and traumatized by anything
I couldn't dilute the flavor of the intoxicating taste
It's clear that demons and angels all come from the same place
Signs are clearer than ever but no-one sees anything
Just send me a sign
You can't see it, We can see it, They can't see it, I can't see
They're all around, eyes off the ground
And just maybe you will find you never needed a sign
Just send me a sign