Twisted up inside
You put your best foot first
With your Sunday finest on
But this taking and making of love
Just takes to long
Make a misstep
Tripping when you take a step
Can't fake it
So I choose not to walk
Wishing that I could
But it's a tightrope
Wrapped around my neck
Choking me to be my best
When my luck runs out
I'll be the one to blame
Put these empty wishes to rest
Can't complain about failing
If I won't take the test
The fear isn't running out
Just sinking in
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