Anxiety Attack

It builds
It swells
Blood clots in the brain
Darkness... all I see
Why is it the smalls things...
That set me off?
Why, God, why...
Did you make me this way?
Too many people telling me I'm wrong...
Too many people on my shit...
Too many people...
Too many...



Credits
Writer(s): Randall Lovelace
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