Hate One An Otter

I'm at the threshold of losing my shit
What have I been told, I forgot about it
I'm getting too old to deal with this shit
I think I might fold under the pressure of this

Mercy, mercy, mercy me
Worry, worry, worrying
Hurry, hurry, hurry up
Running, running out of luck
Terrifying me with words
Stable lives that make me yearn
Scattered thoughts across the floor
Tension makes me wish for more

I had a moment of wanting it all
It made me forget my own potential
Am I appealing to anyone else
Are you listening?
Am I talking to myself?



Credits
Writer(s): Danny Jorgensen
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