Picking battles, going nowhere
I'm 19 now, oh well
Two jobs, back to back
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Got kicked out, so I'm leaving
And I don't know when
If somethings out there for me
Things will work out, eventually
But I care all too much
Yet somehow I don't care enough

God give me a sign
I'm painting these walls red
God give me a sign
I'm painting these walls red
Ohhh

I think we're gonna be fine
I think we're gonna be fine
I think we're gonna be fine
I think we're gonna be fine
I think we're gonna be fine
I think we're gonna be fine
I think we're gonna be fine
I think we're gonna be fine
I think we're gonna be fine
I think we're gonna be fine
I think we're gonna be fine
I think we're gonna be fine