I've Been Doing Well

A couple quarters in my pocket A few dollars in my wallet I've been doing well I've been working overtime Couple cars in my garage Can you see me now? Haven't heard from you in months I wonder what you're running from Can we talk it out? And at night I go to bed I see the reaper in my head Won't you kill me now? Seeing through these curtains Spending too much time in my bed Only thing I know now I've got too much time on my hands You've got too much blood on yours You got what you asked for Time to grow up, get a real job 05:35 at the bus stop Heard they got benefits and it's evident That you got what it takes to get to the top Know you been going through things But you can feel better when the money comes in And every night you can question your life While you stare at the ceiling No fucking feelings Bringin' it, bringin' it back to the good ol' days To the run-down park where we used to skate Paul and Connor, John, Bert and Lopez Not one day did I feel this hopeless (goddamn) And they try to get me to go to therapy, please No human alive could revive my mind Would you think it's a lie If I said I was fine? A couple quarters in my pocket A few dollars in my wallet I've been doing well I've been working overtime Couple cars in my garage Can you see me now? Haven't heard from you in months I wonder what you're running from Can we talk it out? And at night I go to bed I see the reaper in my head Won't you kill me now? Swear to God I've been trying I've been just finding All of the things that I keep in my mind But I can't even write them, let alone say it I'm losing my mind while I'm losing my patience At the end of the day I'm amazed At the pain you'll sustain for a paycheck So it's back to the basics I'm picturing life when the music don't pay In an all black Acura Got the kids in the back and the wife in the passenger Man I've been spectacular Got my own office and a gun in the cabinet See I think about blasting it Leave a stain on the wall near the frame of my bachelor's