Anxiety Is Deadly
(Let's hit it)
Anxiety is deadly, the type of shit that kills me
I feel like a Wendy's Frosty, frozen and locked away
Yeah I want to cry, the pain and fear inside
No one cares enough, and I don't want to lie
I know I am not enough, Why do they all stare?
I try not to care, but do I dare
I run real quick, but I feel like I'm slow
I bench a ton, but I feel so low
I'm chilling with a girl, feels like she's a hoe
I got all my brothers, but do they even appreciate me
Nah I don't know if they appreciate me, but I think they do
But the thing is my anxiety
It's the truth that gets replaced in my mind, yeah
I don't know how to explain it
I think that they care, but the next second I don't
Now I am feeling scared, feeling nervous, like everybody cares
They don't care about me, but they mad at who I am
(who I am, yeah)
They are mad about what I look like
(think I'm ugly)
(think I'm stupid)
(think I'm short)
(feeling fat)
But I'm not enough, but sometimes I'm enough
Demons in my mind oh, but I don't think there is an Escape Route
They said to get your mental health up
You'll do a little bit better, but I can not tell you that it's true
I cannot tell you if it's true oh, I do what I always do
But please believe in me
Anxiety is deadly, the type of shit that kills me
I feel like a Wendy's Frosty, frozen and locked away
(it, tries to kill me)
Anxiety is deadly, the type of shit that kills me
I feel like a Wendy's Frosty, frozen and locked away
Yeah I want to cry, the pain and fear inside
No one cares enough, and I don't want to lie
I know I am not enough, Why do they all stare?
I try not to care, but do I dare
I run real quick, but I feel like I'm slow
I bench a ton, but I feel so low
I'm chilling with a girl, feels like she's a hoe
I got all my brothers, but do they even appreciate me
Nah I don't know if they appreciate me, but I think they do
But the thing is my anxiety
It's the truth that gets replaced in my mind, yeah
I don't know how to explain it
I think that they care, but the next second I don't
Now I am feeling scared, feeling nervous, like everybody cares
They don't care about me, but they mad at who I am
(who I am, yeah)
They are mad about what I look like
(think I'm ugly)
(think I'm stupid)
(think I'm short)
(feeling fat)
But I'm not enough, but sometimes I'm enough
Demons in my mind oh, but I don't think there is an Escape Route
They said to get your mental health up
You'll do a little bit better, but I can not tell you that it's true
I cannot tell you if it's true oh, I do what I always do
But please believe in me
Anxiety is deadly, the type of shit that kills me
I feel like a Wendy's Frosty, frozen and locked away
(it, tries to kill me)
Credits
Writer(s): Canon Baxter
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