| Tell me what you need
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| Tell me how you are
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| Hold that thought
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| And just keep on telling me you’re fine
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| All we gotta do
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| Is tell a little lie
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| Hold that thought
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| And just keep on telling me you’re fine
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| How am I? |
| I feel good, I feel all right
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| I can’t complain, okay I lied, I could look maybe if I tried
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| Feel like I could just lie down here on the street and I’d be content
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| I feel tired now but I feel wired later on in my bed
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| Feel like I have just been living in my head
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| So I’ve been paying double rent
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| I feel like cleaning up this clutter and this mess
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| Feel like doing gateway drugs while I am sitting on the fence
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| I feel I’ve woven my regrets into a nest, but I digress
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| I feel all right! |
| I’m feeling better than before
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| If this talk was any smaller it won’t fit me anymore
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| Yeah I feel fine, got everything I didn’t want
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| I got paid, I got my fucking name in slightly bigger font
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| I feel I blinked and thirty years just came and went
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| Shit when they asked me what I’d like to be I shoulda said content
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| I feel finer than a speck of dust but no one here relates
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| 'Cause when I ask 'em how they are they always say all right
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| I’m fine I’m fine I’m fine all right, all right I’m fine I’m fine o-okay
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| Is that all you want me to say? |
| I’m so bored it’s always the same
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| What’s the point of talking that way when your story’s all on your face?
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| Hide that real portrait away, yeah good morning Dorian Grey
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| I feel like—I feel like you are so consistent
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| I feel like you should probly whisper me the trick to it
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| 'Cause I could go and change completely in an instant
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| I’m weak, but I’m powerful, I’m fine thanks, how are you?
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| Tell me what you need
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| Tell me how you are
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| Hold that thought
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| And just keep on telling me you’re fine
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| All we gotta do
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| Is tell a little lie
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| Hold that thought
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| And just keep on telling me you’re fine
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| So how am I? |
| Marvellous
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| I’m glad you interrupted me to ask me this
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| Nah I’ve been a motherfucking basketcase
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| I hate love, I’m done with it, I’ll never break a heart again
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| I’m sorry
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| I’m worried that I’m dumb and no-one's told me yet
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| Drugs and drunkenness, I’ve gone little Hunter S
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| Sitting on my rooftop long after the sun has set
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| Bits of moon scattered like some trinkets in the darkness
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| There just ain’t nobody like me and I feel like I just can’t connect
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| So I just wanna run away just like my fucking father did
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| Or slip inside my head to find the city where nobody lives
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| No friendly charlatans, no bitter glass of fake champagne
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| To gargle, rinse, and spit back at those two-face little Harvey Dents
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| That smell of sulfur every time a rapper gets it in their head
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| That they are dope as hell boy, I am unconvinced
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| But I digress, how am I? |
| Fine I guess
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| If you wanted me to answer fine then why the fuck you askin' then?
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| Tell me what you need
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| Tell me how you are
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| Hold that thought
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| And just keep on telling me you’re fine
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| All we gotta do
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| Is tell a little lie
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| Hold that thought
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| And just keep on telling me you’re fine |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song How Are You, artist - Seth Sentry. Album song Strange New Past, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп