| Okay, okay, okay
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| Tell yourself that you are okay
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| Okay, okay, okay
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| Saying I’ma be okay, okay, okay
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| Okay, okay, okay
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| Tell yourself that you are okay
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| Okay, okay, okay
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| I’ma be okay, okay, okay
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| You know sometimes I have those days when I get extra introspective
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| And I feel disconnected and suspect I’ve neglected
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| To expect incorrect moments in my fast growing collection
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| 'Cause generally I’m positive and don’t seek out dejection
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| Everybody flexing big like Texas in their Lexuses
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| But me, I hang my head like I had lead in all my necklaces
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| I ain’t been reckless but I’m no less of a wreck
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| I check my checklist, every single box is checked
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| Did someone put a hex on me like Harry Potter wizardry
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| Or spray me with rejection weed killer to make me withery?
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| Deep down I think I know that bein' human isn’t easy
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| And sometimes it’s okay to tune the world out with the TV
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| Why is it that some days a sad song hits the spot
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| And any happy lovey-dovey poppy song does not?
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| It reminds me that my joy and happiness cannot be bought
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| And even though some days are sad, it’s pretty good, this life I got
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| Sometimes the world’s just a little too much
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| So you play a sad song to cheer yourself up
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| And tell yourself that you are okay
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| Saying I’ma be okay
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| Sometimes the world’s just a little too much
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| So you play a sad song to cheer yourself up
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| And tell yourself that you are okay
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| Saying I’ma be okay, okay, okay
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| Okay, maybe it’s the rain outside that’s dabbling on my window
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| Maybe it’s the wintertime with Celsius at zero
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| I’m living in Seattle after all so if I been low
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| Just know I ain’t seen the sun for several months (Hey, that is real though)
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| It’s as if my memories had a meaning
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| And select remind me that life is fleeting
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| And get existential about this heart beating
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| Read into everything you’re seeing
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| Think about the breath you’re breathing
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| Maybe it’s perfectionism when I see my own reflection
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| Or it could be the election if we talking imperfections
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| No matter the direction or how thorough my inspection
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| Through all of the retrospection sometimes there is no connection
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| Some days you’re just sad like your brain is in a monsoon
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| Just treat it like a fad and this style will be gone soon
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| Deep down you can be glad because you know that Jesus got you
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| When you feeling bad just remember Jesus got you
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| Sometimes the world’s just a little too much
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| So you play a sad song to cheer yourself up
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| And tell yourself that you are okay
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| Saying I’ma be okay
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| Sometimes the world’s just a little too much
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| So you play a sad song to cheer yourself up
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| And tell yourself that you are okay
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| Saying I’ma be okay, okay, okay
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| Okay, okay, okay
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| Tell yourself that you are okay
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| Okay, okay, okay
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| Saying I’ma be okay, okay, okay
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| Okay, okay, okay
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| Tell yourself that you are okay
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| Okay, okay, okay
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| I’ma be okay, okay, okay |