Fine!

Fine
You're stuck in the back of my mind
It's only a matter of time
Til both of us start to unwind

And it seems
We're coming apart at the seams
And I cannot be what you need
I'm not even sure what that means

And hope
Is stuck at the back of my throat
It's all wrecked but frankly what did I expect
The flags are red in retrospect

I know
You need control
Is it wisdom or your pessimism
Prisoned by your superstition

Fine
You're stuck in the back of my mind
But it's only a matter of time
Til both of us start to unwind

And it seems
We're coming apart at the seams
And I cannot be what you need
I'm not even sure what that means
Seriously thought what does that even mean?

And so
We're stuck at the end of our rope
It's hard to believe but I feel the same way I did then
Just the grass ain't green in present tense

FINE
FINE

Fine
You're stuck in the back of my mind



Credits
Writer(s): Zachary Kemp-hall
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