I'm
Not
Okay
What do you expect me to say?
Hiding from the world
Through music and no sleep
And I've grown quite tired of counting sheep
Caught in a trance
No sleep until you feel better, until happiness has a chance
Longing for that windmill on the floating island where I can be free
Where I can be me
Playing my guitar and screaming out my frustration with life
Cause for a long time now my life has been nothing but strife
Recurring nightmares during the day
Life is a game and one I'm not in the mood to play
Repeating the words to help me live:
Feel good...
Feel good...
Feel good...
One more dose of apathy
Cause I no longer have the capacity
For all the stresses of life
A game that I'm starting to lose
And the only option I can choose
Is to forget about the windmill on the floating island
And repeat the words,
Feel good...

Feel good...

Feel good...

Feel good...

Feel good...

Feel good...

Feel good...