look if you had one shot or opportunity to seize everything you wanted in one moment yo his palms are sweating knees weak arms are heavey there's vomit on his sweater already mama's spaghetti his nervous but on the stage he looks calm and ready to drop bombs but he keeps on forgetting what he wrote down the whole crowd goes so loud he opens his mouth but the words won't come out his choking how everybody joking how the clocks run out times up over blou