a letter from Anxiety

Hello, it's me
The voice that you hear in the back of your head
Did you think you were free?
'Cause I still got you in the palm of my hand

Things been going real, real well for you
You thought you got your mental health figured out
But baby boy, I'm back here to tell you
That you're still my little bitch, sit down

I been that cloud over your head
I been that itch under you skin
I'll make you cry, I'll make you beg
I'll make you wish that you were dead
Better wipe that smile off your face, bitch
Because I'm back and here to stay, bitch
I'll make you cry, I'll make you beg
I'll make you wish that you were dead
Say my fucking name, a-a-a-a-a, anxiety
Say my fucking name, a-a-a-a-a, anxiety

Hello, goodbye
To the first dates, birthdays and Friday nights
You're a shrink, said you'll be fine
But Adam don't know 'cause I'ma fuck up your life

Things been going real, real well for you
You thought you got your mental health figured out
But baby boy, I'm back here to tell you
That you're still my little bitch, sit down

I been that cloud over your head
I been that itch under you skin
I'll make you cry, I'll make you beg
I'll make you wish that you were dead
Better wipe that smile off your face, bitch
Because I'm back and here to stay, bitch
I'll make you cry, I'll make you beg
I'll make you wish that you were dead
Say my fucking name, a-a-a-a-a, anxiety
Say my fucking name, a-a-a-a-a, anxiety

I'm coming for you and your friends and your foes and your fam
At your school, at the club, at your job, at the gym
Every phone in a hand is according to plan
So I'ma fuck the world up in the end

I'll make you cry, I'll make you beg
I'll make you wish that you were dead
You can't ever get rid of me
You'll have to learn to live with me
Love, anxiety