Loose Changeling - Pray It Away

I'm failing at normal, succeeding at weird
Something in my eyes that confirms what they feared
It'll never be real; a fantasy thing
Father please help me, take me under your wing

The pastor tells me to take his hand
I can hear in his voice that it's all in His plan
As God is my witness I'll get through this sickness
My feelings betray me but I'll pray it away

I'm failing at boy but not succeeding at girl
He says the world is my oyster; I could be the pearl
Just gotta bury the dirt in me as deep as it gets
So when I get up to heavеn I'll have paid my debts

The pastor tеlls me...