Curities

It's so hard to think When your head is filled with clouds and your heart starts to pound It's so hard to breathe When you can't find it anywhere but your mind is filled with air and It's so hard to know If their eyes are on you, and what's their point of view And do they care, and if they do What's it got to do with me Got to do with me Got to do with me Got to do with me When everybody's there And your head begins to spin and your thoughts are everywhere When you can't catch up and your throat begins to dry and your eyes begin to shut When you just want to leave But perception brings you down and everyone begins to frown And you just think What's it got to do with me Got to do with me Got to do with me (you just think) Got to do with me