Feeling Well - All Get Out

It’s only half an hour

To get me to the same place as you

Where you were days ago and I’m

Convinced the feds are looking through my car

And all they found were cups of coffee everywhere from when

I was trying to keep the pace of everything that you would say

Do I feel slow to you?

I think

That no one ever says a word about the way that they were raised

That always anchored me to money

That always anchored me to money

That always angered me

What a closet of a mind

That keeps me standing by and by

I will not lie prostrate again

And I’m convinced the clerk is talking to the cops about my birth

I’m fucking 35 alright?

I don’t look young enough for sure to lie for nicorette

I’m flattered now but angry then

Playing Yankee on a loop

There’s nothing new to listen to

That always kept me from growing

That always kept me from growing

That always kept me

Not a child of springtime

Filled with wild abandon

I am not your local

Filming all the candid

Weird shit in the Southeast

Where is all your family?

Nothing’s really canon

At least my understanding

Passing out was such an effort

What harmonious event

A compromise to feeling safe

Kinda cold but on a bender

I heat up, the temps displace

My body shoots then asks ya ok?

I turn weak with medication

It says man, I’m feeling well

I cannot start and stop again

That unstable becomes stable

Then it’s flipped, and here we are

We can’t keep up with being healthy

We can’t keep up with being healthy

Not a child of springtime

Filled with wild abandon

I am not your local

Filming on the candid

Weird shit in the Southeast

Where is all my family

Nothing’s ever canon

If just another stand in

I don’t feel right about it now…