I wake up and dread the day ahead of me
And hit snooze until I fall asleep
I shout my lungs out 'til I can hardly breathe
And then I'll do my laundry (just kidding)

I don't want to feel good or even happy anymore
And I don't say this so you'll have someone to feel sorry for
But it's true, I don't feel good or even happy anymore
I'm quite content with fine

I'm out of gas, so I can't go anywhere
So lay in bed in my underwear
There's no point in me brushing my tangled hair
If the rest of my life's in disrepair (are you okay?)

I don't want to feel good or even happy anymore
And I don't say this so you'll have someone to feel sorry for
But it's true, I don't feel good or even happy anymore
I'm quite content with fine

I'm fine, I'm fine, I'm fine, I'm fine, I'm fine, I'm quite alright
I'm fine (they're fine), I'm fine (they're fine)
I'm doing just fine, I'm fine (they're fine)
I'm fine (they're fine), I'm fine

But, I don't want to feel good or even happy anymore
And I don't say this so you'll have someone to feel sorry for
But it's true, I don't feel good or even happy anymore
I'm quite content with
Quite content with
Quite content with fine

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