Fine

What's the point in being sober
When no one's coming over
And minutes turn to hours and hours turn to torture
What's the point in trying when life isn't exciting
I need something to knock me out
I know that it's pathetic
But you're the one who said it
If we're looking for something, then we're not going to get it
But yeah I'm doing fine
Just keeping track of time
Just holding down the fort waiting to lose my mind
But I'm doing fine
I'm doing fine
I'm doing fine

What am I doing here?
Wish I could disappear
What am I doing here?
Here?

I'm still getting over the stupid things I told you
Just waiting in the dark and we're all getting older
And I'd do anything to tell you what I mean
But I need to
I don't need anything

What am I doing here?
Wish I could disappear
What am I doing here?
Here?
What am I doing here?
What am I doing here?
What am I doing here?
What am I doing here?
What am I doing here?
What am I doing here?
But I'm doing fine
I'm doing fine



Credits
Writer(s): Maren Leith
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