[Verse 1] I was feeling pretty peaceful, had a little time to kill, Now I’m manually breathing and my furniture looks ill. I’ve been staring at the ceiling for approximately a year, And I swear I heard the microwave whisper in my ear. Got a glass of water sitting just beyond my reach, And I’ve given myself three separate motivational speeches. I was looking for enlightenment, just a little state of grace, Now I’m asking if my skeleton is sitting in the right place. [Chorus] Dear God, if You’re listening, I need a little grace, I’ve been feeling my own heartbeat in seventeen different places. I know I said I had this, but I clearly overdid, And I’m making deals with Jesus like a very frightened kid. Lord, I swear I’ll drink more water, I’ll be grateful, I’ll be kind, Just return me to the person that I was at half past nine. I don’t need a revelation or a message from the sky, I just need You, Lord Almighty, to please un-high my high. [Verse 2] I’ve been googling the symptoms of a very normal high, And the internet’s convinced me that I’m probably gonna die. Told myself to eat a snack, but now the crackers taste too loud, And I’m pretty sure my left foot’s disconnected from the crowd. I’ve apologized to people I ain’t spoken to in years, And confessed a couple secrets to a lamp that has no ears. Now I’m kneeling by the couch like I’ve been called into the fold, Saying, “Lord, if You can hear me, make my fucking forehead cold.” [Chorus] Dear God, if You’re listening, I need a little grace, I’ve been feeling my own heartbeat in seventeen different places. I know I said I had this, but I clearly overdid, And I’m making deals with Jesus like a very frightened kid. Lord, I swear I’ll drink more water, I’ll be grateful, I’ll be kind, Just return me to the person that I was at half past nine. I don’t need a revelation or a message from the sky, I just need You, Lord Almighty, to please un-high my high. [Bridge] I will clean my closet, I will floss twice every day, I’ll stop arguing with strangers when they get in someone’s way. I’ll recycle every bottle, I’ll forgive my enemies, I’ll even let that asshole merge ahead of me with ease. I don’t ask for many miracles, I know You’ve got a list, But I think I saw eternity somewhere inside my wrist. If You get me through this evening, I’ll be good until I die— Well, at least until tomorrow when I wanna get high. [Final Chorus] Dear God, if You’re listening, I need a little grace, I’ve been feeling my own heartbeat in seventeen different places. I know I said I had this, but I clearly overdid, And I’m making deals with Jesus like a very frightened kid. Lord, I swear I’ll drink more water, I’ll be grateful, I’ll be kind, Just return me to the person that I was at half past nine. I don’t need a revelation or a message from the sky, I just need You, Lord Almighty, to please un-high my high.
