Everybody live, like it's the last day you will ever live.
I think my body is failing me.
I'm sore all over.
But when I see the others giving their all even in rehearsals, I feel it is only fair that I do the same.
So body, don't bail on me yet!
The punishing schedule is finally taking it's toll on me eh?
Irrelevant: Somehow I feel the egg is breaking soon.