Okay, okay
Okay, okay

Not gonna lie, sometimes I feel my forward progress is a treadmill
Especially when lately everyone asks how my head feels
Well, it's still there, I say while shrugging so they think that I don't care
Or think I'm losing it because I bleach my hair

And I just needed to start making a change
An outward projection, a reflection of the new start I've gained

I might feel fixed, but I still need maintenance
I can feel new and still need repairs
I'm at full sprint, but still locked in stasis
My feet cemented, wind in my hair
And I am scared

Okay, I'm scared of every thought in my brain
Scared of losing my identity and knowing where I came from
I'm scared of change, of staying the same
Scared of losing my mind or forgetting my name

I might feel fixed, but I still need maintenance
I can feel new and still need repairs
When I feel like shit, and I feel complacent
Can I be sure that it was really fixed?

I might feel fixed, but I still need maintenance
I can feel new and still need repairs
I'm at full sprint, but still locked in stasis
My feet cemented, wind in my hair

I might feel fixed, but I still need maintenance
I can feel new and still need repairs
When I feel like shit, and I feel complacent
Can I be sure that it was really fixed?

Okay
(Who cares, who cares?) okay
(Who cares, who cares?) well I am scared
(Okay, okay) well I am scared
(Okay, okay)

I'm almost there