Tension, tension, tension. Building up all around me. Tension, tension, tension. It’s getting to be too much. Tension, tension, tension. The pressure gates are flooding. Tension, tension, tension. Just a little more and they’ll explode. Tension, tension, tension. It doesn’t just fade away. Tension, tension, tension. It makes your head fill with rage. Tension, tension, tension. Can’t things just go back to how they were? Tension, tension, tension. You should blame me, not her.


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