| Finally at the beach
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| No time to waste on PCA
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| Taught me how to stay
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| Straight inside the sea
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| Can’t hide from all the fakes, I swear
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| I’d rather be asleep
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| With the stars that lay on me
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| It’s okay to be okay, okay?
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| It’s okay to be okay, okay
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| It’s okay to be okay, okay?
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| It’s okay to be okay, okay
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| And all the problems in my head
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| Are swimming in the open, yeah
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| Got a rifle in my head
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| I’m yelling at the ocean, yeah
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| And all the problems in my head
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| Are swimming in the open, yeah
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| So grab a bible, I’m suicidal
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| I’m gonna rest up in a coffin, yeah
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| Skeletons are inside of my bed
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| All the loneliness has got me on the edge
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| Saying «you are not my man"is what she said
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| That’s what she said
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| So I pull up then slide out
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| Got me feeling like a night owl
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| Baby bend it, twist it
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| Are you feeling it? |
| 'Cause I feel it now
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| It’s okay to be okay, okay?
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| It’s okay to be okay, okay
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| It’s okay to be okay, okay?
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| It’s okay to be okay, okay
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| And all the problems in my head
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| Are swimming in the open, yeah
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| Got a rifle in my head
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| I’m yelling at the ocean, yeah
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| And all the problems in my head
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| Are swimming in the open, yeah
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| So grab a bible, I’m suicidal
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| I’m gonna rest up in a coffin, yeah
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| Fires burning, my soul still searching
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| For something bright and
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| Something worthless
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| I bow my head down
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| Still far from perfect
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| I’m on my knees
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| I beg for mercy
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| My sea
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| I’m no longer suicidal |