Anxiety, anxiety, keeps me happy Anxiety, anxiety, keeps me happy Always stiff all day long Nothing's right till it's all wrong It makes no sense until
Get nervous, get nervous Get nervous, get nervous, get nervous Get nervous, get nervous, get nervous Get nervous, get nervous I feel a little shaky,
It's a love song to the self, a story recapped every day It's a world of bogus feelings and a world of slow decay It's a world of laughter hidden by this
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I look but everyone seems dead I pray for safety with no net I am the one they won't forget I am the one they won't forget, life's a lie Nothing's left
So, you've been thinkin' about it You think that you've got the answer now And you've been prayin' about it You'd ask him to remove your fear, right now
Well, it's the high anxiety I'm a victim of society High anxiety, I'm a victim of society, high anxiety It's my high anxiety getting to the best of me
My body will be set aflame tonight Even though my heart will remain It's cold as ice inside I feel my fists are buried in the pavement Helpless to the
It was cold and dark I seemed very out of place I felt my legs get weak And the wall's start to shake But anxiety is setting in The leaves were growing
I'd say that this is darkest song I ever wrote No hint of a smile or the usual quirky anecdotes No, this is a song about someone new What not to say,
I feel like I wanna smack somebody Turn around and, bitch, slap somebody But I ain't goin' out bro (No, no, no) I ain't givin' into it (No, no, no) Anxieties
Come on, let's get high Come on Come on, let's get high But you got to stop Twenty five miles High Come on Lexxo What you got next? Walking twenty five
Unholy land greets her with fog and death The further the worse a?? anxiety whispers More subtle than scent the sense of hunting is In a labyrinth of
I feel like I wanna smack somebody Turn around and bitch slap somebody (bitch) But I ain't goin' out bro (no, no, no) I ain't givin' into it (no, no,
I can't seem to Can't seem to Can't seem to stay in tune Without your love Without your love Without your love I'm left to croon Like a bird that's wounded
This is the time to make things right But I can't go on And all these people with their lives so stable They're in denial, hit the ground but in style
You can cut to the bone with all my angry obsessions. All these chalky happy pills, and their consequences. Am I done with sleeping? Am I done with waking
No one told me there'd be days like these I'm sick of sinkin' man I'm on my knees Tell me again just why you lied to me It's separation anxiety Where
