When the carnage was over you could hear the cellphones ringing,
you could smell gun powder in the air.
And on the bloody ground, the LEDs were blinking.
Deliver us from evil, thoughts and prayers.
They're lined up on the playground, their hands all in the air.
See it on our newsfeed and we cry out in despair.
They're counting up the casualties, everyone's choosing sides.
There's always someone to blame, never anywhere to hide.
Thoughts and prayers.
Thoughts and prayers.
This white noise in my head, I think I need a filter;
a pressure valve to keep from blowing up.
And when the shit comes down, I pray I can rise above it.
Hold me closer when I've had enough.
Thoughts and prayers.
Thoughts and prayers.
Glory Hallelujah, you are in our thoughts and prayers.
Glory Hallelujah, you are in our thoughts and prayers.
The Flat Earthist realized as he flew through the skies
the curve of the horizon as he fell.
He saw the world was round, just before he hit the ground
and gravity called out to close the deal.
When my children's eyes look at me and they ask me to explain,
it hurts me that I have to look away.
The Powers That Be are in for shame and comeuppance
when Generation Lockdown has their day.
Throw the bums all out and drain the swamp for real.
Perp walk them down the Capitol steps and show them how it feels.
Tramp the dirt down, Jesus, You can pray the rod they'll spare.
Stick it up your ass with your useless thoughts and prayers.
Stick it up your ass with your useless thoughts and prayers.
Glory Hallelujah, you are in our thoughts and prayers.
Glory Hallelujah, you are in our thoughts and prayers.
Glory Hallelujah, you are in our thoughts and prayers...