I'm Doing Fine Songtext
von Rat Patrol

I′m staring out the window on the second floor, and I watch the world beneath me
A million demons in my head; sometimes I wish I were dead

I need a smoke, I need a drink, so I can cope with the bullshit I think
I fry my brain in a chemical night, get rid of the headache from the booze last night

I wanna get out of this fucking situation, only doing things out of sheer frustration

And the lows are temporary, and the highs seem secondary, and everything is momentary, everything is secondary