Anxiety

I fucking hate these days
I have anxiety
Finding more of them
And less of me
I want to get me back
I want to get me back to me
My heart's pounding
In my chest
And my rage gets
Decompressed
I'm feeling so stressed
If I could escape
My mind at best
The sound of your own voice
Is pushing me around
For the last time
For the last time
I fucking hate these days
I have anxiety
Finding more of them
And less of me
I want to get me back
I want to get me back to me
My skin itches, crawls
I can't sit still
I am jittery, spastic
Without you
I need some help
To remove some stress
I'm bouncing off the walls
This panic attack has no cause
Maybe I'll calm the fuck down
If I lay my head
On your chest
Anxiety Anxiety Anxiety Panic Panic
I fucking hate these days
I have anxiety
Finding more of them
And less of me
I want to get me back
I want to get me back to me
I fucking hate these days
I have anxiety
Finding more of them
And less of me
I want to get me back
I want to get me back to me



Credits
Writer(s): Andrew Lee Cardoni, Jason Petitt, Michael Brose
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