Everything Is Fine and My Guitar Is Perfectly Stringed

Feet on the sand
I've always hated the feeling of the wet sand on my feet
And I'm so done with pretending that you don't hurt me
But I'll pretend

And if you need anything, come through
Baby, come through, baby, come through
And if you need anything, come through
Baby, come through, baby, come through

Hands turn, hands turn to claws
I've always hated the feeling of my weird hands touching my body
And I'm so done pretending
Now I'm a crab man and I'll pretend

And if you need anything, come through
Baby, come through, baby, come through
And if you need anything, come through
Baby, come through, baby, come through



Credits
Writer(s): Jake Foster
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