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ok-ish - letters from suburbia lyrics

verse 1
she asked me if i’m fine
what a loaded question
a waste of time
cause i been down this road too many times
with the same rolling white lines
dividing up the truth inside my mind
i feel like sh*t, but i’m feeling fine
parallel feelings that are never on the same side
it’s a problem that always ends up undefined

pre*chorus 1
my neck is on fire
i’ll be alright
my face it perspires
but it’s just in my mind
it’s just in my mind
but i’ll tell you i’m fine
i’ll tell you i’m fine

chorus
do wе still have time?
i keep telling mysеlf, telling myself
that it’s all in my mind
and everything’s not a sign
breathing out all my doubts
in through the nose
out through the mouth
and i got nothing left to say
expect i’m doing ok
i’m doing ok*ish
verse 2
my chest it steals my breath
and now my lungs they don’t even have a chance
and i can’t feel legs sometimes at night
and i don’t want to admit that this sh*t happens all the time
so i just fall asleep and hope for the best
and god knows if i’m even getting rest
but truth is that i wouldn’t be surprised
if this was the day i finally died

pre*chorus 2
my synapses fire
i’ll be alright
i call my provider
but i’ll tell you i’m fine
i’ll tell you i’m fine
but it’s probably a lie
but it’s probably a lie

breakdown
i said i’m doing ok*ish
but it’s more like a wish
some pain to dismiss
some fear to resist
i’d said i’m doing ok*ish
a grin with the grit
a calm in the blitz
and sometimes…
bridge
it’s just so exhausting to exist
sometimes i am drowning
and i forgot to swim
i lost my light through an unwelcome eclipse
and i don’t know what to do about it

chorus 2
is it all a game?
i keep telling myself, telling myself
that i need a real change
flipping a switch inside my brain
and i just need some juice for the gains
popping a pill
pump through the veins
the serotonin’s on it’s way
and i’m doing ok
i’m doing ok…

do we still have time?
i keep telling myself, telling myself
that it’s all in my mind
and everything’s not a sign
breathing out all my doubts
in through the nose
out through the mouth
and i got nothing left to say
expect i’m doing ok
i’m doing ok*ish

- letters from suburbia lyrics

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