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letra de i'm okay (if you are) - daymeus

[verse 1]

i don’t know what you’ve become
i don’t know what we have done
or what we’ll do, you see right through me
age changes my mind
so i scribe ideas upon this minefield (minefield)
although time heals some wounds
when i’m sea side, i wanna see inside
gruesome seeds in my head
i hope they sprout for you
i doubt they do but high alt-tudes
give me hope for us 2, or 1
oh, who cares?
it ain’t really fair to judge you
i know i’m a hypocrite
but if you ain’t moved on from me or this, get on with it
i ain’t really tryna judge you
you know i’m a hypocrite
but if you ain’t moved on
look

[bridge]

i’m scared
there’s no way to know where you’re at
it’s like i’m trapped in a song
i never asked to be
this is the last of me
the rest will be yours

[chorus]

everyday, i’m by your side
and you can’t hide
you can’t escape
and every night
you’re on my mind
i cannot hide
but i’m okay
if you’re okay, and you’re over me
yes, i’m okay, if you’re okay
and over me, and over

[verse 2]

let me jog your memory while the beat runs, no funds
101 degrees, the sweat from me absent an a/c
the day sees me at work for 8-12 hours
till i come home, fun’s scribblin’ rhyme while words cower
till the sun rays bake me, again
1 friend in our 1 bed, 1 couch
and a picture frame, absent the pic
sick in a mixture of ways
plus, stressed to the point literally sick for days
with no sick days, but time pays
thank god i got grit
i’m geeked i got grip on, a sliver of this light
i literally write my literal life
i litter my lines across well-timed kicks
and beat changes

uh, yeah, spicy
you’re more sus than herring, red
and these words they be tearing my larynx
inferior, i am, still, i dare to compare me to various dead ends, ah
fearing my friends will be staring to your end
so, very, uncaring toward
my interior mess, meds attentive, you care less
i was wary and parrying bricks your mind fed
nearing the fin now, huh
sitting there listening in
leer from the kingdom, dreary, the prince is
i’m more f-cked than, siri, dead
and her larynx be tearing, entering her bed
get it?

[bridge]

i don’t know what this is
maybe i should’ve just wrote the sh-t, and left it
rather than hittin’ record, f-ck
then again, i could be wrong
and each note, gonna gift you
i don’t know

[chorus]

- daymeus

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