Worry is always on mind
Will she like me back?
Will my grade be fine?
Is this the day I crack?
Life is always so busy
I can't find time to relax
All these problems, I'm dizzy
On my mind it does tax
But then I realize
Life's pretty **** great
As long as I open my eyes
My life is mine to dictate
Pressure may rise in my blood
Yet I always hear, "You'll be fine, bud"