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Sep 2018
Stiff shoulders, stiff arms, I'm knotted and I'm shaking.
I've always been good with sitting still but now I can't stop running.
My heartbeat sounds EDM when I need to be sleeping.
I'm trying, I'm really trying, but I can't stop freaking

Out, I'm freaking out,
I'm freaking out, and I don't know what to do...

So should you, should you, should you ever have your hands free,
Would you, would you, would you knead away my anxieties,
Deepen the pain until I'm numb, and press, press, press your palms,
Until I can no longer think, then maybe I'll find my calm.
It's been a really rough few months. I haven't been able to write. In fact, I guess this makes a little over a year since I wrote a song.
Written by
Srirachasauce  Bangkok
(Bangkok)   
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