Terror
You don't know the kind of pressure
Having all eyes on you
But yet you agreed to do it
Even though you weren't in the mood.
The butterflies begin developing
Knees are shaking and growing weak
You just want to run aways
Some type of support you seek.
The announcer hands you the mic
The terror is deep inside
You open your mouth but nothing comes out
There goes your pride.
You freeze with the terror
Still all eyes are staring
Your face is starting to burn
You just want to start running.
Covering your face from the embarassment
You can't believe it's happening to you
You make up your mind to walk away
And that's exactly what you do.
Having all eyes on you
But yet you agreed to do it
Even though you weren't in the mood.
The butterflies begin developing
Knees are shaking and growing weak
You just want to run aways
Some type of support you seek.
The announcer hands you the mic
The terror is deep inside
You open your mouth but nothing comes out
There goes your pride.
You freeze with the terror
Still all eyes are staring
Your face is starting to burn
You just want to start running.
Covering your face from the embarassment
You can't believe it's happening to you
You make up your mind to walk away
And that's exactly what you do.
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