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I am not a presenter Wheeze coughing I'm the The center Of a hurricane On stage Sitting standing hating every second Can't stop Shaking I'm stressing That u might ask me any questions When did words Feel started feeling like knives pressing Against my Adam's apple Glass is empty not half full Of concentrated juice What's the use In speaking If I can't get through to you I'm not a presenter
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May 17, 2015
May 17, 2015 at 12:44 AM UTC
Stage Fright
I am not a presenter Wheeze coughing I'm the The center Of a hurricane On stage Sitting standing hating every second Can't stop Shaking I'm stressing That u might ask me any questions When did words Feel started feeling like knives pressing Against my Adam's apple Glass is empty not half full Of concentrated juice What's the use In speaking If I can't get through to you I'm not a presenter
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May 17, 2015
May 17, 2015 at 12:44 AM UTC
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