Timed Test
And I
Ain't so good at organize
Organizing my time
Cause pressures' always high
And I
Feel like I'm stuck in some beige foreign land
Where my hands play in too many grand
Grasps to the things they wish they had
So I'm trying to find balance
Cause life
Is like a timed test
That I know I can't cheat
With no end boss to beat
And though I'll find my way
And I know I will be okay
My life can be overwhelming
In school
I often neglected the rules
Catching teacher in a net of questions
About what she did on her vacation
So it seems
There's a list of curiosities
That distract me
And suddenly I find
Why all our tests were timed
So I'm trying to find balance
Cause life
Is like a timed test
That I know I can't cheat
With no end boss to beat
And though I'll find my way
And I know I will be okay
My life can be overwhelming
Cause when
You unscrew the camera lens
It makes blurry
All the things that I used to see
So I am trying
Oh, I'm trying
To do the best I can
Through low and high demand
Penance I will receive
But not from a priest or teacher
But me
I hope I get an A+
Though grades never mattered much
Gold stars don't indicate talent
Ain't so good at organize
Organizing my time
Cause pressures' always high
And I
Feel like I'm stuck in some beige foreign land
Where my hands play in too many grand
Grasps to the things they wish they had
So I'm trying to find balance
Cause life
Is like a timed test
That I know I can't cheat
With no end boss to beat
And though I'll find my way
And I know I will be okay
My life can be overwhelming
In school
I often neglected the rules
Catching teacher in a net of questions
About what she did on her vacation
So it seems
There's a list of curiosities
That distract me
And suddenly I find
Why all our tests were timed
So I'm trying to find balance
Cause life
Is like a timed test
That I know I can't cheat
With no end boss to beat
And though I'll find my way
And I know I will be okay
My life can be overwhelming
Cause when
You unscrew the camera lens
It makes blurry
All the things that I used to see
So I am trying
Oh, I'm trying
To do the best I can
Through low and high demand
Penance I will receive
But not from a priest or teacher
But me
I hope I get an A+
Though grades never mattered much
Gold stars don't indicate talent
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Writer(s): Beatrice Wood
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