Slave To Anxiety

(альбом: Perfectly Dysfunctional - 2009)

Every plane that passes by
Sounds like a bomb to me
And everytime I leave my home
I fear armed robbery

Well I'm just so fucking paranoid
Another comforts been destroyed
And I can hardly breathe
If I keep this up
It'll be the death of me

Anxiety constrains my lungs
I try so hard to breathe
I tense up
All my muscles strain
I grit and grind my teeth
Still nothing ever seems alright
My heart begins to race
My visions blurred
My throat is dry
There's no where to escape

Cause I'm just so paranoid
The whole world's after me
I'm just a slave
Just a slave to anxiety

Well I'm just so fucking paranoid
Another comforts been destroyed
And I can hardly breathe
If I keep this up
It'll be the death of me
Cause I'm just so paranoid
The whole world's after me
I'm just a slave
Just a slave to anxiety