Ok Ok Ok

Where are we goin', where are we goin'
With these arms, these legs
Where am I crawlin', where am I crawlin'
Back to love again

Am I a soldier, am I a soldier
If I am bloodied and cleaved
Am I a soldier, am I a soldier
If I butcher hearts as a hobby

Will you stay with me tonight
Don't let me out of your sight
Will you take away the impression of glass

You reply: No
I say: Alright
Ok, ok, ok
That's fine
Alright

Ok, ok, ok
That's fine
But if you touch me and I scream
Just remember what I mean
I'm alright

Am I demonic, am I demonic
If I dislike the truth
Am I a liar, am I a liar
If I deny my feelings for you

Will you stay with me tonight
Don't let me out of your sight
Will you take away the impression of glass

You reply: No
I say: Alright
Ok, ok, ok
That's fine
Alright

Ok, ok, ok
That's fine
But if you touch me and I scream
Just remember what I mean
I'm alright

Alright
Ok, ok, ok
That's fine
Alright
Ok, ok, ok
That's fine

But if you touch me and I scream
Just remember what I mean
If you touch me and I scream
Just remember what I mean
I'm alright