This life is not a race
Or just about being better
After all you gotta pace
One step first before the other
Never rush things
Or push yourself out of pressure
'Cause your work
Is not your life's measure
Take it slow
Zone out, that is better
This is not just a song
It's an open letter
Have you ever wondered how it feels
Like the back of your mind will burst out
You got loads of ideas
And things you wanna do
But doubts just eliminate ya
Too many questions
Too many things
Too many thoughts
And too many everything
I really don't know what to do first
And I really don't know where to place 'em
But I think I just need
To back off for a second
Or maybe a day or two
Just to get myself back up in position
And maybe in the right direction
Gotta pace myself where there is grace
I'll never work it out again like it's a race
And then burn myself out of my face
And then find me inside of a maze
Take a break and pace yourself
When you work tons
I tell you, you will lose yourself
Gotta breathe some air again
I just wanna run around and be free again
And again
And again
Be free again
Oh, be free again
Be free again
Guess I have the anxiety of productivity
I think it's fear of missing out haunting me
I feel like when I don't work
I'd lose momentum
But new momentum starts when you rest
Just like the rest
They work their best
But they don't ever realize they're losing themselves
We will get there, I promise ya
Just stay calm
Don't let anxiety get ya
I know this situation is teaching me patience
I should probably learn how to wait
For the right time
At the right place
With the right pace
And with grace
I should probably close my eyes
And give myself a really freakin' good night rest
Maybe next time after this
I'll come back with excitement coming out of my chest
I need to rest
Oh, I need to rest
Oh, I need to rest
Yeah