Stress
it hurts, it pains me every day
I make bad decisions, to keep it from coming for me
it's like when you fill up a water bottle and you lose focus
then I explode
it comes out, when I don't see it coming
stress
it's something that I cannot control
even when life's may finally be good
she makes it great
and that's hard to take
but that's just how we roll
sometimes we chat all night long
even when I plead guilty
she never goes away
I can fly across the earth
and she will still find me
I keep pushing her away
she'll never stay
stress
she's built inside of me
if I throw her away
she always comes back
