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Work Stress - I'm Nervous Lyrics




It's so cold here I wanna go home
Clenching my fists as I barrel out the door
Somebody wants me dead unmarked out of sight
I'm not gonna die without putting up a fight
It's so cold here I need to go home
Not safe here, not safe there
Life is insecure it's not safe anywhere
Haven't a choice, no choice but forward

Unsheathe this knife for protection, on my long way home
I leave this clasp open, it will allow me more time for reaction
I'm nervous, I grab on, I hold on tight
I'm nervous, I feel your eyes upon my body
I'm nervous, I'm nervous, I'm nervous
I'm nervous, cold sweat obscures my vision
I'm nervous, I feel you breathing down my neck
I'm nervous, I'm nervous, I'm nervous

I feel dirty here, can't exist as pure
There's always someone waiting to police our bodies
Will my grip stay warm?
Under the weight of ignorance

Don't feel this will ever change, will we ever rearrange?
Help me to find my way, I can't seem to find my path home
If I have to I'll do it all alone
But that's not what I want
Been told my whole life that I'm too much
Too caring, too difficult, too passionate, too instead, too weird, a bit too confusing, no offense, no offense!

Too much to exist in the parameters of what is deemed as worthy

Worthy.
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English

It's so cold here I wanna go home
Clenching my fists as I barrel out the door
Somebody wants me dead unmarked out of sight
I'm not gonna die without putting up a fight
It's so cold here I need to go home
Not safe here, not safe there
Life is insecure it's not safe anywhere
Haven't a choice, no choice but forward

Unsheathe this knife for protection, on my long way home
I leave this clasp open, it will allow me more time for reaction
I'm nervous, I grab on, I hold on tight
I'm nervous, I feel your eyes upon my body
I'm nervous, I'm nervous, I'm nervous
I'm nervous, cold sweat obscures my vision
I'm nervous, I feel you breathing down my neck
I'm nervous, I'm nervous, I'm nervous

I feel dirty here, can't exist as pure
There's always someone waiting to police our bodies
Will my grip stay warm?
Under the weight of ignorance

Don't feel this will ever change, will we ever rearrange?
Help me to find my way, I can't seem to find my path home
If I have to I'll do it all alone
But that's not what I want
Been told my whole life that I'm too much
Too caring, too difficult, too passionate, too instead, too weird, a bit too confusing, no offense, no offense!

Too much to exist in the parameters of what is deemed as worthy

Worthy.
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Writer: Caelan Jeffery, Steve Jones, Kurt Limbo, Chris Nadeau
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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