

Yeah,
clock's ticking down. Eight AM.
Page one,
here we go. (mhhmm)
Staring at the paper and the ink is looking blurred Trying to
remember every single definition and the word Paragraph three,
what was the theory about the mind?
Sweat on my palm,
leaving all the memories behind Formula is slipping,
man, I think I'm out of time (tick tock) And the room
is quiet, only pencils on the page
Feels like I am locked inside a giant heavy cage
But I take a breath,
let the pressure fade away
(let it go)
Oh, I've got
to pass this test
I've been working, giving it my best Even if my mind
is running wild
I will find the answer,
child
Yeah, we're gonna make it through the night
Flip the page, section B,
now the pressure starts to rise Multiple choice,
looking for the truth among the lies Is it A,
is it B, or is C the golden key?
I can hear the supervisor staring straight at me But my pen
keeps writing, pushing through the heavy haze
(push it now)
Oh, I've got
to pass this test
I've been working, giving it my best Even if my mind
is running wild
I will find the answer,
child
Yeah, we're gonna make it through the night
Time is up, pens down.
(sigh of relief) (ahhhh) We survived it.