9 to 5
Driving home, doing 95
Hand over my eyes
I'm not real
My adrenaline is all
I can ever feel

So what's the point of making friends
When they're losing me anyway
Anyway
To myself or to my dreams
That keep draining my life away
Away

Tell me the truth
Every word out of my mouth makes me confused
Don't know who the fuck I am or what to do

I'm okay
Okay
For now
I'm okay
Okay
For now
I'm okay
Okay
For now
I'm okay
Okay
For now
I'm okay
Okay
For now
I'm okay
Okay
For now

Throwin' lamps at the walls
Doesn't help, but I like it
I can fix this all
Just fuckin' give me a second

I can't stand
I want the walls to stop spinning
In my head
There's more end than beginning

Tell me the truth
Every word out of my mouth makes me confused
Don't know who the fuck I am or what to do

I'm okay
Okay
For now
I'm okay
Okay
For now