What's gonna stop me from thinking that help is on the way
I can't help but wonder whose thumb I'm under
And I feel the pressure I feel the disconnect
I'm discontent with the fact it's blatant to see
You'll never want me
But that's okay it's okay I'm okay I'll be alright I promise
Yeah that's okay it's okay I'm okay I'm alright
But that's okay it's okay I'm okay I'll be alright I promise
Yeah that's okay it's okay I'm okay I'm alright
I found my groove in rhythms where none exist
To the naked eye or untrained ear
Just my luck I'm showing signs of maturation
Run for the hills
I'm nothing they want least that's how it seems
But that's okay it's okay I'm okay I'll be alright I promise
Yeah that's okay it's okay I'm okay I'm alright
But that's okay it's okay I'm okay I'll be alright I promise
Yeah that's okay it's okay I'm okay I'm alright