Anxiety

My heart run around in my chest
Even in my bed there’s no rest
Your voice is so loud
And nobody hears that sound but me
I hope I don’t drown
My air is trying to leave
Try to breathe for a second
Make believe for a second
That it’ll be alright, alright
alright, alright, alright
That it’ll be alright, alright
alright, alright, alright
That it’ll be alright, alright
(Anxiety is fear mixed with control, when you can’t control something the only
thing left to do is rage)
«I was feeling like my career was done
I was feeling like I was washed up
See I got on that bus and I said I’m gonna make this just for song for me
And I don’t care if nobody like it
And I had no producers on the road and so I said no I’m not gonna wait on
anybody
I’m gonna make this beat myself
Then I had this little melody idea and it came to my mind and I recorded it
with my voice duh, duh, duh… and it went like this»