It’s ok to need a sabbath.
You must, one must, get Sabbath.
Tight chest, deep breath, regress.
The stress will kill you best.
What’s next, what’s next, what’s next?
Tight chest, deep breath, regress.
The stress, the stress, the stress.
Makes one consider bullets to the head.
Life’s nagging…will ravage, ravage, ravage.
But when will come a sabbath?
For some, it keeps on passing..
Death will be the Sabbath.
The stress, the stress, no Sabbath.
Tight chest, what’s next, where’s Sabbath?
The Undoing of Me 