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Pressure
keeps
on
building
The
clock
is
always
ticking
Checklists
cloud
everything
I'm
finished,
keeps
on
growing
Time
used
to
have
no
meaning
'Cause
I
can
always
be
Just
trying
to
keep
up
with
everything
That
life's
throwing
Never
really
thought
it'd
see
myself
this
way
I
think
I'll
be
fine,
but
I'm
running
out
of
time
No
time
to
play
Feels
like
the
end
is
nearing
My
window's
disappearing
So
much
left
to
accomplish
But
I
don't
know
what
I'm
doing
Distractions
paralyzing
I
end
up
doing
nothing
And
all
the
things
left
on
the
team
For
fear
of
being
disappointing
Never
really
thought
it'd
be
myself
this
way
Think
I'll
be
fine,
but
I'm
running
out
of
time
No
time
to
play
Five
I
took
everything
on
I
don't
know
how
I
got
here
But
I'm
barely
hanging
on
Four
For
the
love
of
God
Laundry
never
ends
And
I'm
running
out
of
brains
But
three
Two
days
to
the
deadline
Probably
just
procrastinate
We'll
make
it
on
time
And
two
Much
For
Just
One
Fucking
Person
I
can't
Never
really
thought
it'd
be
myself
this
way
Think
I'll
be
fine,
but
I'm
running
out
of
time
No
time
to
play
Never
really
thought
it'd
be
myself
this
way
Think
I'll
be
fine,
but
I'm
running
out
of
time
I'm
running
out
of
time
I'm
running
out
of
time
I'm
running
out
of
time
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