Anxiety's Bitch

I never been to mars but I imagine, That its- intergalactic pull might leave some static Ohh why cant I see, and I'm barely breathing, I think I've had it with tight rope n trapezes, I need to get up out the shits, hopeful to business -Need you to get off my Dick, so I can think Its this feeling again, and I don't know, got me hating the world, feeling so low so low, cause they don't understand the grip cause its so strong, Wish I was solo but I here, anxiety's bitch, her new trick. Feeling to chicken to be clucking up my juice But don't get me wrong not I'm trying to tie a nuce, (yet) I'm just flirting with gore, hoping I Don't slip in to deeper dissociative storms, she's been keeping score, and still asking for more, I don't know how much to give or endure Oooh its this feeling again, and I don't know, got me hating the world, feeling so low so low, cause they don't understand the grip cause its so strong, Wish I was solo but I here, anxiety's bitch, her new trick. Can they see me running, hoping to get by with out touching base letting people be there for me in the night, I just really want to be alone, cry a little then get stoned, or find a healthy way to balance all this hate and anger for the hand that has me bout to break Oooh its this feeling again, and I don't know, got me hating the world, feeling so low so low, cause they don't understand the grip cause its so strong, Wish I was solo but I here, anxiety's bitch, her new trick.