An OK Interlude - Dollar Signs

I watch videos of soldiers being reunited with their dogs

Cheap cries are the only ways I feel anything at all

In social situations I don’t know regulations

Unless I saw the same thing on television

I never feel too bad

I never feel too great

I’m okay

My friends and I would throw fists in the middle of mosh pits

Now we stand in the back and say, «All the scene has gone to shit»

We’ll all scream, «Fuck cops»

To forget our band shirts are made down in sweatshops

And I don’t feel happiness

Just content with my purchases

I’m okay

Spring break

Strings break

I’m okay

Out of cash

Plane crash

I’m okay

When I medicate my brain I feel okay

I’m okay