How Are You - Seth Sentry

Tell me what you need

Tell me how you are

Hold that thought

And just keep on telling me you’re fine

All we gotta do

Is tell a little lie

Hold that thought

And just keep on telling me you’re fine

How am I?

I feel good, I feel all right

I can’t complain, okay I lied, I could look maybe if I tried

Feel like I could just lie down here on the street and I’d be content

I feel tired now but I feel wired later on in my bed

Feel like I have just been living in my head

So I’ve been paying double rent

I feel like cleaning up this clutter and this mess

Feel like doing gateway drugs while I am sitting on the fence

I feel I’ve woven my regrets into a nest, but I digress

I feel all right!

I’m feeling better than before

If this talk was any smaller it won’t fit me anymore

Yeah I feel fine, got everything I didn’t want

I got paid, I got my fucking name in slightly bigger font

I feel I blinked and thirty years just came and went

Shit when they asked me what I’d like to be I shoulda said content

I feel finer than a speck of dust but no one here relates

'Cause when I ask 'em how they are they always say all right

I’m fine I’m fine I’m fine all right, all right I’m fine I’m fine o-okay

Is that all you want me to say?

I’m so bored it’s always the same

What’s the point of talking that way when your story’s all on your face?

Hide that real portrait away, yeah good morning Dorian Grey

I feel like—I feel like you are so consistent

I feel like you should probly whisper me the trick to it

'Cause I could go and change completely in an instant

I’m weak, but I’m powerful, I’m fine thanks, how are you?

Tell me what you need

Tell me how you are

Hold that thought

And just keep on telling me you’re fine

All we gotta do

Is tell a little lie

Hold that thought

And just keep on telling me you’re fine

So how am I?

Marvellous

I’m glad you interrupted me to ask me this

Nah I’ve been a motherfucking basketcase

I hate love, I’m done with it, I’ll never break a heart again

I’m sorry

I’m worried that I’m dumb and no-one's told me yet

Drugs and drunkenness, I’ve gone little Hunter S

Sitting on my rooftop long after the sun has set

Bits of moon scattered like some trinkets in the darkness

There just ain’t nobody like me and I feel like I just can’t connect

So I just wanna run away just like my fucking father did

Or slip inside my head to find the city where nobody lives

No friendly charlatans, no bitter glass of fake champagne

To gargle, rinse, and spit back at those two-face little Harvey Dents

That smell of sulfur every time a rapper gets it in their head

That they are dope as hell boy, I am unconvinced

But I digress, how am I?

Fine I guess

If you wanted me to answer fine then why the fuck you askin' then?

Tell me what you need

Tell me how you are

Hold that thought

And just keep on telling me you’re fine

All we gotta do

Is tell a little lie

Hold that thought

And just keep on telling me you’re fine