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?