It’s almost a tic
I get jumpy
My hands shake and
my stomach shakes
And my throat feels clogged
My brain starts going 100 miles an hour
And I think of all the bad scenarios
All the worst that could be
Dwelling on an awkward moment
From late last July Worrying what they thought of me
It’s almost a tic
I get jumpy
My hands shake and
my stomach shakes
And my throat feels clogged
My brain starts going 100 miles an hour
And I think of all the bad scenarios
All the worst that could be
Dwelling on an awkward moment
From late last July
Worrying what they thought of me
It’s almost a tic
I get jumpy
My hands shake and
my stomach shakes
And my throat feels clogged
My brain starts going 100 miles an hour
And I think of all the bad scenarios
All the worst that could be
Dwelling on an awkward moment
From late last July
Worrying what they thought of me