Don't you feel that?
The endless cycle of pressure
You're in arrears to someone
Something you've done isn't right
Love as unaqueisced ventriloquism
You can't win, they can't lose
Or there's no one at all
Our work today is never finished
So, then why are we here?
These micromanaged moments
Tell all our aims to gain
Cannot paint settlement
Not here to the future
Not then, and not now
I've never found the answer
I've never felt in place
I've never met my match
To tell me I'm okay
And when you tell me,
"Don't sweat the small stuff"
It only serves to irritate me
My size isn't the thing
The endless cycle of pressure
You're in arrears to someone
Something you've done isn't right
Love as unaqueisced ventriloquism
You can't win, they can't lose
Or there's no one at all
Our work today is never finished
So, then why are we here?
These micromanaged moments
Tell all our aims to gain
Cannot paint settlement
Not here to the future
Not then, and not now
I've never found the answer
I've never felt in place
I've never met my match
To tell me I'm okay
And when you tell me,
"Don't sweat the small stuff"
It only serves to irritate me
My size isn't the thing
