O.K. With My Decay - Grandaddy

I woke up Tuesday morning

to coming down

without a sound

coming back down

The pressure put upon me

it goes and goes

til it thinks it got me

it tries and tries

as it might to trick me

to breaking back down

I’m OK

In truth I say

I’m OK

In truth I say

I’m OK

With my decay

I have no choice

I have no voice

I have no say

On my decay

I have no choice

so I’ll rejoice

I’m OK

With my decay

I have no choice

I have no voice

I have no say

On my decay

I have no choice

so I’ll rejoice

I’m OK

I’m OK

I’m OK

I’m OK

I’m OK

I’m OK