I'm Fine, Thanks for Asking Lyrics

Ready for the world to end

I am burning out my youth

I’m a creep, I’m a cretin like a dog in heat

My brain doesn’t get much use

Packed in these transparent homes

We're running out of stones

Another ruminant vagrant lost in the unknown

So put off by the way we sell ourselves

I’m fed up, I don’t need your goddamn help

A stellar collapse, no way we’ll get back

I’ll leave here on my own

Another letter stamped irrelevant

Stapled right to my door

Packed in these transparent homes

We're running out of stones

Another ruminant vagrant doomed to self destruct

So put off by the way we sell ourselves

I’m fed up, I don’t need your goddamn help

And by the way

It's the end of days

When did I become so useless

Why does everything feel so far out of reach?

So put off by the way we sell ourselves

I’m fed up, I don’t need your goddamn help

So put off by the way we sell ourselves

I’m fed up, I don’t need your goddamn help