Yesterday, I celebrated my birthday
Another year gone by
Another year gone by
Or just to whine or be depressed
Or whatever it is you do
Whatever it is you do
I partied and I drank
And cuddled and got lost
I was finished, fairly down
Suddenly thought, I just can't do this anymore
But pink cockroaches
Don't break that easily
Pink cockroaches
Don't break that easily
Maybe I'm already at my end
My descent is pre-programmed
And I am blind to the fate of all humanity
And every song is already composed
I am good
Ain't got a clue why
I am good
No idea how
I am good
Ain't got a clue why
I am good
No idea how
I'm running up that hill
Where the roads all end
The houses don't look straight anymore
Newspapers and televisions
Mostly angering
Bad news, everything's sad
The stuff that you hear and read
Doesn't give you courage
Doesn't give you courage
But in response to all of that, you are good
Maybe you're already at your end
You descent is pre-programmed
And you're blind to the fate of all humanity
And every song is already composed
I am good
Ain't got a clue why
I am good
No idea how
I am good
Ain't got a clue why
I am good
No idea how
I'm running up that hill
Where the roads all end
The houses don't look straight anymore
We can keep blossoming
On top of ash and rubble
On top of ash and rubble
We are good
Ain't got a clue why
We are good
No idea how
We are good
Ain't got a clue why
We are good
No idea how
You're running up that hill
No idea how
Where all the streets end
Ain't got a clue why