The Time Is Near
Anxiety collides with the neurons
There's a rise in the mercury level
Adrenaline pumps as the time is near
Thoughts flying aloft
Tell me not to but I ought to
The force that moves me
Is so strong for me to even try to repel it
Now as the day light dawns upon me
I am to make a judgment
But the time is near
And it's hard to judge
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