ANXIETY

We gotta cut the bull And just start being super open and honest I bite my nails Down to the nub Anxiety Need all my drugs I smoke my weed Till I feel numb Feel it in my lungs Till I'm slowing up Till I'm Slowing up Slowing up (WHAT?) Slowing up (AYE!) Slowing up (AYE!) Till I'm slowing up Slowing up (WHAT?) Slowing up (WHAT?) Slowing up (WHAT?) Yeah I bite my nails Down to the nub Wanna slit my wrist Blood all in the tub I'm thinking bout a bitch I'm in love with a slut I know she for the streets For her love I'm a thug A freak between the sheets Put dick all in her guts She sandy with the cheeks She in love with my nuts Off pills that bitch a geek She doing all them drugs Just Stick to Xans and Weed Not into all that stuff I just been high all week I don't even give a f*ck I just count all my green Yeah now I stack it up I don't do Percs I do Xans I'm rocking these shows for my fans Imma cop me a Mercedes Benz Cuz now I run up all the bands I bite my nails Down to the nub Anxiety Need all my drugs I smoke my weed Till I feel numb Feel it in my lungs Till I'm slowing up Till I'm Slowing up Slowing up (UP!) Slowing up (UP!) Slowing up Till I'm Slowing up (UP!) Slowing up (UP!) Slowing up (UP!) Slowing up (UP!) (LET'S GO, RAGE!) I mean they probably just don't like the music I love that album But I feel like he touches on shit that's so like Open and honest That some people Can't listen to it Because they probably feel like He's looking at them in their eyes And they're like "Oh I can't panic uh I can't listen to this, Put on something different so I can do my Dougie And keep forgetting"