All Those Expectations Peter Bjorn and John

All those expectations
They're making me weak, making me weak
All those expectations from all kinds of horizons
They're making me weak, making me weak

Every move, every word
Might put ideas into people's heads
About who I am, that ain't right
I better stay inside, hide
Since they can't be inside my mind
Getting the picture- why am I so damn afraid?

All those expectations from all kinds of horizons
It's making me weak, they're making me weak

I keep thinking about
What you said to them about me
And how it made them think of me
And how am I supposed to react to that?
Act, stay calm or what?
Why am I so damn afraid?

All those expectations from all kinds of horizons
They're making me weak, it's making me weak

Weak, weak
Weak, weak
Weak, weak