The bumps on my skin, the looks from my kin
I don't know what's real, and I feel it again
I'm out of my mind, but I'm stuck inside
I say I'm fine, but I've crossed the line
Everything is all clear, and sharp is my knife
Blood smeared face, and pupils big as a dime
Sweaty red hands, I circle in place
I look in my mirror, and laugh at my face
Don’t worry it's just a case, of
Anxiety
Anxiety
I'm never alone, I’m alone in my mind
They say it's ok, its only a matter of time
I hate this feeling, it makes me alive
Is it better to live, or is it better to die?
I feel psychotic, I fear for your life
Do you fear me, or do you feel alright
I take my pills, I say goodnight
I hope I don't, have to say goodbye
Don't worry it’s just a case, of
Anxiety
Anxiety
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