ANXIETY (feat. Mavah)
I'm not mean I'm just unstable in my head
Rather than hurt you, I'd prefer to be fucking dead
My anxiety constantly fills me with dread
I didn't realize all I needed was by my side in my bed
Now I can't even find slumber in my queen-sized bed
Tonight to me my queen is quite simply, dead
All of my messages, all of my snapchats left on read
About a week ago not a single tear drop would have been shed
And now all I long for is just a tiny bit of head
I overthought everything, everything that was ahead
I didn't realize
I had my everything sleeping right by my side
I had my ride or die
I know that now thanks to my meds
I threw it all away for friends
I threw it all away for bands
I threw it all away for bitches that don't want a man
Yeah, I threw it all away for a couple of side bitches
I threw it all away for some unsure future
And now I'm watching your life as a movie in which I don't feature
Spying on your life like a sappy loser
Like the lame alter ego of the wall crawler
I'm like Peter Parker, without the cool powers
As a kid I wanted to live wild like Alex Rider
Today I wish I could time-travel, make things right
To the future or the past, I don't know, both don't seem bright
If I could go back I wouldn't go to Rome
I'd take the yellow brick road heading home
And if I saw myself I'd probably shoot, yeah
Sitting on a throne that I've built of soot and bones
Getting rid of begats and begones
But try not to mess up space time equilibrium
Ey, fuck, I think it's already begun
My ADHD's playing tricks on me
My thoughts are getting blurry
My medication makes me numb, dumb
Forgotten why I wanted to write this song
Now I spend my evening, days or nights, in my room
All alone, like a buffoon
Oh who would ever want something to do with such a loon
Ey Cavey
Yeah, yeah
Rather than hurt you, I'd prefer to be fucking dead
My anxiety constantly fills me with dread
I didn't realize all I needed was by my side in my bed
Now I can't even find slumber in my queen-sized bed
Tonight to me my queen is quite simply, dead
All of my messages, all of my snapchats left on read
About a week ago not a single tear drop would have been shed
And now all I long for is just a tiny bit of head
I overthought everything, everything that was ahead
I didn't realize
I had my everything sleeping right by my side
I had my ride or die
I know that now thanks to my meds
I threw it all away for friends
I threw it all away for bands
I threw it all away for bitches that don't want a man
Yeah, I threw it all away for a couple of side bitches
I threw it all away for some unsure future
And now I'm watching your life as a movie in which I don't feature
Spying on your life like a sappy loser
Like the lame alter ego of the wall crawler
I'm like Peter Parker, without the cool powers
As a kid I wanted to live wild like Alex Rider
Today I wish I could time-travel, make things right
To the future or the past, I don't know, both don't seem bright
If I could go back I wouldn't go to Rome
I'd take the yellow brick road heading home
And if I saw myself I'd probably shoot, yeah
Sitting on a throne that I've built of soot and bones
Getting rid of begats and begones
But try not to mess up space time equilibrium
Ey, fuck, I think it's already begun
My ADHD's playing tricks on me
My thoughts are getting blurry
My medication makes me numb, dumb
Forgotten why I wanted to write this song
Now I spend my evening, days or nights, in my room
All alone, like a buffoon
Oh who would ever want something to do with such a loon
Ey Cavey
Yeah, yeah
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Writer(s): Gabriel Lahitte
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