Under pressure, pushing down on me, pushing down...
I think sometimes life gets hard because the universe wants you to be strong. That don't make it feel any better tho. I'm sad and sweaty all the time, my hobbies don't interest me, and I can't seem to shake it. Missy's feeling the same way I guess, which just makes me feel worse that I'm not helpin.
Still I gotta imagine that shit will improve. Pray, wish super hard, pick up pennies and drop all my spare change in any fountain I pass. Cuz what's life if all you feel is sadness and disappointment?