Tight spot
Ecclesiastes 1:13 New Living Translation (NLT)
13 I devoted myself to search for understanding and to explore by wisdom everything being done under heaven. I soon discovered that God has dealt a tragic existence to the human race.
Being squeezed
Walking in the gravel and aging rather quickly
Escaping from the gavel feeling mostly sickly
Sweating profusely as attitude seems getting wet
Wishing for moments to be home relaxing in bed
Dreaming to be an athlete in a new career
More than having muscles just between my ears
Removed from all the fat trapped within my reason
It seems quite a hustle surviving out of season
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