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Anxiety
(专辑: No Control - 1989)
It's a
love song to the
self, a
story recapped every day, It's a
world of bogus feelings and a
world of slow decay, It's a
world of laughter hidden by this world of fear and torment, It's a
game of strange compulsion, our visceral convulsion: Anxiety for love of life, anxiety for pain, Anxiety, a
feeling that you know you can't contain. Anxiety destroys us but it drives the
common man. Foundation of society, anxiety. Suppress it if you can. The
caste of coffee achievers didn't perform like they planned. The
morning rush hour traffic is our play of false elan. So run around your frantic track and lay you down to sleep; Tomorrow's the
redemption, we strive for that exception. Anxiety for love of life, anxiety for pain, Anxiety, a
fear that you have nothing more to gain. Anxiety destroys us but it drives the
common man. Foundation of society, anxiety. Suppress it if you can. What are we angry for? We all need a
common cure. That common goal for which you strive: To have more than the
other (have more than the
other) guy. The
quest for truth, the
quest for gold, yeah, we end up all the
same The
common lie, the
righteous cry, we end up all the
same. The
angry crowd, those lost and found, everybody's all the
same. The
poet's pen, these words I
lend, we all bend to Anxiety for love of life, anxiety for pain, Anxiety, a
feeling that you know you can't contain. Anxiety destroys us but it drives the
common man. Foundation of society, anxiety.
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