Our Choice by E.B. Lyrics

[Verse]
I get so wary fighting for attention
All this life got me stressing
Extra mile, heartbreak, got me guessing
Who my puppeteer that is messing
With this structure of my testing
All these changes, so depressive
I’m repressing all expression
Just to keep the talk compressive
I confessed my problems, dwelling
You asked too many times, you forgetting?
I’m repeating, oversharing
As I wonder, “where my blessings?”

[Chorus]
Lost progression
Lost progrеssion and obsessing
Finer details got mе stressing
Lost progression
Lost progression and obsessing
Finer details got me stressing
Lost progression
Lost progression and obsessing
Finer details got me stressing
Lost progression
Lost progression and obsessing
Finer details got me stressing
Lost progression
Lost progression and obsessing
Finer details got me stressing