OK Whatever

OK, whatever is brought about, most days
Sometimes it's sticky, like icky, I go lay
Down on the floor while I spurt like a baby
OK, whatever put a kink in it, OK

I see my data, my body eroding
One day my brain'll stop loading, OK
Want some things back, but no wand of reversing
I'll let it play without cursing, OK, fuck it

I'm drunk in the shower, I'll stay here for hours
I'm sippin' on wine, turn the music up louder
I dance with no amor, I wish you could see me
My will is not dead, I will only go harder
I'll make me a martyr, I'll make it come back
Once I'm dead, and I'm rotting, I'm shit, I am nothing

OK, it's whatever, continue to sing
A gun, better run, on the hunt
Escape my fate, slim, dim, future slim, brain is dim
Gotta go harder, I gotta get better, I gotta go
Gotta go, gotta, we gotta go, we gotta, we gotta go
But wait, not with you, on my own, or I don't know

OK
Whatever



Credits
Writer(s): Nathan Grant Hayes
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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