Will we ever make it to the next round
(Mathematically possible)
I’m too damn anxious, I’m too damn down
(Mathematically possible)
N.A.U.S.E.A – Nausea
If you like uncertainty, stick around
(Mathematically possible)
And watch this squirming species dig a hole in the ground
(Mathematically possible)
My anxiety levels and inner devils
are twisting my propriety
I’m jumpy and nervous
like a cat in a circus
weary of society
from the album Pointless by Jean Paul Saltire. Hear here
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