[Werset 1] On a scale of one to Plath I'm like a four My head's not in the oven but I can't get off the floor It's not that bad, I won't take it too far And hey, dream boy’s no bell jar
[Refren] I'm not fine but I'll be okay I probably won't kill myself today
[Werset 2] Woolf took a dip with some rocks in her pockets I'd say comparatively, I've got a bad case of the fuck it's It's not that bad and I'm told I'll be fine But it feels like shit right now, so just let me whine
[Refren] I'm not fine but I'll be okay I probably won't kill myself today
[Werset 3] The sun rose for Hemingway when he was twenty-seven I've got a couple of years but I doubt it's gonna happen I'm pretty fucking jaded for someone my age But I don't have any plans with Ernie's twelve-gauge
[Refren] I'm not fine but I'll be okay I probably won't kill myself today
[Outro] I'm not okay but I guess I'll be fine Please don't call suicide hotline, hotlineTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
