I'm Not Okay
I started drinking
All the pain away
Staying up all night
Talking to myself
I'm a fucking mess
Summer doesn't feel the same
Nothing really feels the same
I just wanna go back
I just wanna know that
I'll be okay
Staring at the mirror
Sweat dripping down my face
And it's alright
Tell myself it's alright
I could have it worse but
I could be doing a little better
At the same time
I don't think I'm okay
How'd I hit the bottom of a bottle
On a Tuesday
I don't think I'm okay
Think I need to tell someone
Or maybe yell it til
My lungs go numb
I don't think I'm okay
I don't think I'm okay
No I don't think I'm okay
No I don't think I'm okay
I'm okay
I'm not okay
I'm losing track of my days
I feel worthless
I keep on making mistakes
I'm not perfect
I swear I'm doing
Everything I can but
This feels
Out of my hands so
I started drinking on the day to day
Stay up til the sunrise
I can't really see straight
Feel the blood in my eyes
Never known the bright side
always had to fight
just to stay alive
I just wanna know that
I'll be okay
Staring at the mirror
Sweat dripping down my face
And it's alright
Tell myself it's alright
I could have it worse but
I could be doing a little better
At the same time
I don't think I'm okay
How'd I hit the bottom of a bottle
On a Tuesday
I don't think I'm okay
Think I need to tell someone
Or maybe yell it til
My lungs go numb
I don't think I'm
Everything you wanted and more
Grew up on the bus now I got two doors
Running everyday
But I don't get sore
Got points on the board
But I don't keep score
I don't pray
But I made peace
With the lord
Wanna go to
A good place
When it's over
Right now
Pretty much
Livin on sofas
Drunk by ten
Getting fully loaded
Gotta get clean
Gotta get myself sorted
Said it all before
Yep duly noted
I try
But then
Mission aborted
Never really known what
Life's like sober
Vision like
The lenses is broken
Couldn't handle
My emotion
Saw the the sign
I saw the omen
Hit me like a locomotion
I just wanna know that
I'll be okay
Staring at the mirror
Sweat dripping down my face
And it's alright
Tell myself it's alright
I could have it worse but
I could be doing a little better
At the same time
I don't think I'm okay
How'd I hit the bottom of a bottle
On a Tuesday
I don't think I'm okay
Think I need to tell someone
Or maybe yell it til
My lungs go numb
I don't think I'm okay
All the pain away
Staying up all night
Talking to myself
I'm a fucking mess
Summer doesn't feel the same
Nothing really feels the same
I just wanna go back
I just wanna know that
I'll be okay
Staring at the mirror
Sweat dripping down my face
And it's alright
Tell myself it's alright
I could have it worse but
I could be doing a little better
At the same time
I don't think I'm okay
How'd I hit the bottom of a bottle
On a Tuesday
I don't think I'm okay
Think I need to tell someone
Or maybe yell it til
My lungs go numb
I don't think I'm okay
I don't think I'm okay
No I don't think I'm okay
No I don't think I'm okay
I'm okay
I'm not okay
I'm losing track of my days
I feel worthless
I keep on making mistakes
I'm not perfect
I swear I'm doing
Everything I can but
This feels
Out of my hands so
I started drinking on the day to day
Stay up til the sunrise
I can't really see straight
Feel the blood in my eyes
Never known the bright side
always had to fight
just to stay alive
I just wanna know that
I'll be okay
Staring at the mirror
Sweat dripping down my face
And it's alright
Tell myself it's alright
I could have it worse but
I could be doing a little better
At the same time
I don't think I'm okay
How'd I hit the bottom of a bottle
On a Tuesday
I don't think I'm okay
Think I need to tell someone
Or maybe yell it til
My lungs go numb
I don't think I'm
Everything you wanted and more
Grew up on the bus now I got two doors
Running everyday
But I don't get sore
Got points on the board
But I don't keep score
I don't pray
But I made peace
With the lord
Wanna go to
A good place
When it's over
Right now
Pretty much
Livin on sofas
Drunk by ten
Getting fully loaded
Gotta get clean
Gotta get myself sorted
Said it all before
Yep duly noted
I try
But then
Mission aborted
Never really known what
Life's like sober
Vision like
The lenses is broken
Couldn't handle
My emotion
Saw the the sign
I saw the omen
Hit me like a locomotion
I just wanna know that
I'll be okay
Staring at the mirror
Sweat dripping down my face
And it's alright
Tell myself it's alright
I could have it worse but
I could be doing a little better
At the same time
I don't think I'm okay
How'd I hit the bottom of a bottle
On a Tuesday
I don't think I'm okay
Think I need to tell someone
Or maybe yell it til
My lungs go numb
I don't think I'm okay
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Writer(s): Max Philips
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