ASPIGA LYRICS

"Adjust And Then Adjust"

I am fighting with myself to lower my nerves from their heightened state. Palms sweat, neck starts to itch, doubled over in pain from my cracking chest. Adjust and then adjust for time/me. Foot down, killing the miles to clear my head of these deafening clouds. Can’t sing any god damn louder. My throat is dry, I could use a drink.

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