Anxiety
Creed
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(Jean, wake up)
The devil keeps me in a prison, hot as hell and locked away
I don't know my way around, they tell me it's this way
Infected with anxiety and I know it's here to stay
Not a fan of the twisted games that you play, ay
The devil keeps me in a prison, hot as hell and locked away
I don't know my way around, they tell me it's this way
Infected with anxiety and I know it's here to stay
Not a fan of the twisted games that you play, ay
The dark mind of a lyricist
All my fears exist
I'm not a fan of risks
But I'm also very brisk
(Hold up)
With the way I'm feelin' right now
I'm deep in the motions
I look at my emotions
And I think it's atrocious
The state that I'm in, bitch, I always win
'Cause I'm locked in and focus
All the shit you talking, yeah, it's bogus
'Bout to catch this bonus
All I have is loneliness
All I have is loneliness
Filled up inside
The aftermath's the worst part
All the anger from my heart
Created the funhouse
In my mind, it was art
Aftermath's the worst part
All the anger from my heart
Created the funhouse
In my mind, it was art
The devil keeps me in a prison, hot as hell and locked away
I don't know my way around, they tell me it's this way
Infected with anxiety and I know it's here to stay
Not a fan of the twisted games that you play, ay
The devil keeps me in a prison, hot as hell and locked away
I don't know my way around, they tell me it's this way
Infected with anxiety and I know it's here to stay
Not a fan of the twisted games that you play, ay
Going clear like a ninja
Rockets on my radar
Give me a good trade
Are people lying to me?
Let me guess, yes
Don't impress them
Let them be jealous
Soon, they'll come and tell us
How they ruined their life (Oh, well)
That's not my problem
That's nobody's problem
Only their problem
I'm livin' in peace
Now the album's released
I don't need to hear bitchin'
Fixing all the stichin'
Jealously is makin' people switch on me so fast
The aftermath's the worst part
All the anger from my heart
Created the funhouse
In my mind, it was art
Aftermath's the worst part
All the anger from my heart
Created the funhouse
In my mind, it was art
The devil keeps me in a prison, hot as hell and locked away
I don't know my way around, they tell me it's this way
Infected with anxiety and I know it's here to stay
Not a fan of the twisted games that you play, ay
The devil keeps me in a prison, hot as hell and locked away
I don't know my way around, they tell me it's this way
Infected with anxiety and I know it's here to stay
Not a fan of the twisted games that you play, ay