Stressin'

Slipping away from my hands
Got no control of my life, from where I stand
And one by one the hairs on my head are turning grey
And man oh man, my knees are getting frail

I'm stressin', about the things I could be doing
I'm not impressin' my mum who's constantly on my back
Oh everyday, could be a lazy Sunday if you try
Hard enough, or not at all

Keep on getting myself into things
And not giving it my all
Judging by my trajectory, this will be my life's calling
And all I can do, is whine all day about it
Instead of doing something, anything

Gimme something to do

I'm stressin', about the things I could be doing
I'm not impressin' my mum who's constantly on my back
Oh everyday, could be a lazy Sunday if you try
Hard enough, or not at all

I'm stressin



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Writer(s): Jeremy Leopando
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