Anxiety gives me no mercy.
I'm hoping for you to understand.
I'm not sure where your at,
or how you should react.
My brains been spinning all night.
The truth is at the tips of my fingers,
the end of my tongue.
The moon is glowing,
but it's just a reflection of the sun.
I'm nervous, cold sweats.
What're you going to say?
It's like a plead of
'Please don't shoot the messenger'
Not sure where your at,
or how you should react.
"Too much momentum,
this room feels like it's going to explode."
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Inspired roughly by 'Borne on the FM waves on the heart' By Against Me!
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