Lyrics to The Yips

Starting to think that it's too late for me
I'll never be a knuckleballer in the major leagues
I guess that's why it's called a dream

I miss the fluid movements that my body used to make
Before I started overthinking every breath I take
I miss feeling god's presence in the marrow of my bones
And knowing I was ranked among the sparrows that he knows

Sometimes I get so lonesome all my pores start sweating blood

I don't wanna psych myself out
I don't wanna psych myself so far out that i
Miss all the good times
But I miss all the good times
And the moments are passing
But the shadows keep on gathering
I don't think I've been relaxed since the 90s

Sometimes I get so lonesome all my pores start sweating blood
I try to wait the bad times out, the bad times keep on showing up
The bad times keep on showing up

Starting to think that it's too late for me