Swear To God That I'm (FINE)
(Hey!)
(I'd like to give my apologies to the chef!)
Can you hear me, or not? I'm having second thoughts
I'm having dreams of traffic, crossing roads and no one stops
I'm grateful, I swear
I'm happy to be here but hope I die before the pretty girls
God knows I can't compare. I swear
Swear to god that I'm fine, maybe I could feel better
Going out of my mind, strap me into the stretcher
Why the fuck do I try? going through all the motions
At the end of the line. Swear to god that I'm fine
Swear to god that I'm
So please excuse me, or not. I'm in the same spot
I'm spinning 'round in circles 'till my brain begins to rot
And I'm thankful, I swear
I'm lucky to be here but hope I slip into the sofa
Make my body disappear
Swear to god that I'm fine, maybe I could feel better
Going out of my mind, strap me into the stretcher
Why the fuck do I try? Going through all the motions
At the end of the line. Swear to god that I'm fine
Swear to god that I'm
I don't wanna be prima donna
I don't wanna be (don't wanna be)
I don't wanna seem like the problem
I don't wanna
Swear to god that I'm fine, maybe I could feel better
Going out of my mind, strap me into the stretcher
Why the fuck do I try? going through all the motions
At the end of the line. Swear to god that I'm fine
Swear to god that I'm
(Fine, Fine! Fine! Fine.)
(I'd like to give my apologies to the chef!)
Can you hear me, or not? I'm having second thoughts
I'm having dreams of traffic, crossing roads and no one stops
I'm grateful, I swear
I'm happy to be here but hope I die before the pretty girls
God knows I can't compare. I swear
Swear to god that I'm fine, maybe I could feel better
Going out of my mind, strap me into the stretcher
Why the fuck do I try? going through all the motions
At the end of the line. Swear to god that I'm fine
Swear to god that I'm
So please excuse me, or not. I'm in the same spot
I'm spinning 'round in circles 'till my brain begins to rot
And I'm thankful, I swear
I'm lucky to be here but hope I slip into the sofa
Make my body disappear
Swear to god that I'm fine, maybe I could feel better
Going out of my mind, strap me into the stretcher
Why the fuck do I try? Going through all the motions
At the end of the line. Swear to god that I'm fine
Swear to god that I'm
I don't wanna be prima donna
I don't wanna be (don't wanna be)
I don't wanna seem like the problem
I don't wanna
Swear to god that I'm fine, maybe I could feel better
Going out of my mind, strap me into the stretcher
Why the fuck do I try? going through all the motions
At the end of the line. Swear to god that I'm fine
Swear to god that I'm
(Fine, Fine! Fine! Fine.)
Credits
Writer(s): Austin Luther, Chloe Kinnon, Jayden Seeley
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