Portugal. The Man
This Is Fine
Grief, it holds on tight
Takes you down and takes you for a ride
And there's no exit
Yeah you never get away
Chase it all your life
Can't hold on, no matter what you try
You're always reaching
And it always gets away
Fake it, this is fine
House is burning down and you're inside
You can't escape it
No, you can't quite get away
Wasted, all your time
Can't catch up, you're always on behind
You're still retreating
And it always gets away
Shaking piece of mind
Shame is hard to lose, but easy to find
You never shut it
Yeah you'll never get away
Saying your goodbyes
Regret can linger like a lullaby
You can't forgive it
No, it never goes away
Run, sheep, one more time
Lose it all to find the perfect line, it's true
And you're always bleeding
'Cause it always gets away
Grief, it holds on tight
Takes you down and takes you for a ride
Still, there's no exit
Yeah you never get away
[Outro]
We don't run too far
We don't wanna know
We don't want no one to show us how to roll
Sweet lullaby
We don't run too far
We don't wanna know
We don't want no one to show us how to roll
Sweet lullaby