Fine Is Fine - Peasant

Talk over, talk over every little sound

Gone 20 on 30, can’t we just be friends

So you’re looking for a ride

Saw you coming up the side

Lean your head upon the window for a while and take it out

Who sent you, who made you, why you looking around

Who caught you, who kept you, kept you for a while

So you’re going for a ride

Say I’m boiling up inside

But if you’re going then come on and choose a side because it’s getting tired,

tired

Love’s leaving, ice breaking

Why’s it always fine

Why’s it always feel fine