Right? from Coping by Sam Fritz

i'm proud of the bags under my eyes
they show just a little of what's inside
and yes my heart is wearing down
my mind breaks without a sound

my shaking legs, my leaden lips
my fingers tremble at their tips
and if my lungs soon cease to breathe
it'll come as no surprise to me

Chorus
and ooh-ooh i'm not depressed
right?
and ooh-ooh i'm at my best
right?

eyes will close, my feelings fade
seems for sleep my soul was made
for in my dreams there is a place
where all my time is mine to waste

i wonder if my body's sick
some new disease has climbed in it
what a nice excuse to play
as i burn away my days

Chorus
and ooh-ooh i'm not depressed
right?
and ooh-ooh i'm at my best
right?

if my friends ask if i'm okay
i'll say i'm fine, it's just today
i'll hide my burning cry for help
beneath the waves of my self doubt

these little songs keep me alive
bring back the spark into my eyes
and it will be my final day
when a guitar i cannot play

Chorus
and ooh-ooh i'm not depressed
right?
and ooh-ooh i'm at my best
right?

• Alternative
• guitar and voice
• La Crosse