What’s Up

What’s up?
What’s on your mind?
I know the world is out to get us and we’re running out of time to get
Back up
You say you’re fine
All the tension in your voice would beg to tell me otherwise, but I
Give up

When you’re living in a bubble, you won’t let it burst in front of someone else
But I could say the same about myself

‘cause I would do the same if you said “how ‘bout you?”
I’d be a hypocrite to tell you what to do
Can’t break the paradox we got ourselves into
So I’ve got nothing to say

I want to know if you’re at war all in your head
But I’ve been contradicting every word I’ve said
If you don’t care, I’ll keep it to myself instead
I hope you have a good day

What’s up?
Are you okay?
I know life’s a social crisis and we’re running out of ways to
Break
It up
You say you’re great
Like you couldn’t feel the muscles stretching all across your face
But I give up

We’re all living in a prison, and we’re not allowed to count on no one else
We both know we’re weaker by ourselves

But I would do the same if you said “how ‘bout you?”
Who gave me any right to tell you what to do?
Can’t break the paradox we got ourselves into
So I’ve got nothing to say

We’re wounded soldiers in a war beyond our years
I can’t speak up when I inherit all your fears
What good is friendship if it leaves us both in tears?
But we’ll still say we’re okay

Well, I hope you have a good day
And I’ll see you around