Lyrics

Got this anxiety
Don't know why I gotta be
So quiet
My minds at ease
My body is not convinced

I'm on that rocket ship
I'm flying
My minds convinced I'm dying
I must resist
I'm trying
It don't make sense

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Got this anxiety
Don't know why I gotta be
So quiet
My minds at ease
my body is not convinced

I'm on that rocket ship
I'm flying
My minds convinced I'm dying
I must resist
I'm trying
It don't make sense

Take a puff and I'm shaking nearly breaking on down
Feel my limbs start to quake
I'm jumping at every sound
Got all 10 toes On the ground
But I don't feel to stable
Getting lost in my own crowd
No I'm not ready or able
Like I got too much food
Can I call that a plate full
My eyes are bigger than my stomach
Lookin for a breakthrough
Getting lost n then I plummet
My records skipping on
Minute details
Getting ready to derail
N I'm stuck Wondering
where the rain went
Howd I end up on the pavement
Spend it all then I'm waiting on
Next weeks paycheck
Never needed a rain check
So how was your day spent?
They met
They clicked
They left
Loose my patience
I can't go now
My mind racing
I can't slow down
I can't lay back
Watch me float now
Back to basics

Got this anxiety
Don't know why I gotta be
So quiet
My minds at ease
My body is not convinced

I'm on that rocket ship
I'm flying
My minds convinced I'm dying
I must resist
I'm trying
It don't make sense

Got this anxiety
Don't know why I gotta be
So quiet
My minds at ease
My body is not convinced

I'm on that rocket ship
I'm flying
My minds convinced I'm dying
I must resist
I'm trying
It don't make sense

Fall back
Fall back
No answer call back
Leave a message
I'm messing
No stressing on that
I was on the right track
But I took the wrong path
Left my innocence stranded
I'm turning my back
Back to the basement
Don't know why I feel so vacant
Running running from myself
Yea I could use some confirmation
I'm just chasing my dreams
I got some plots and some schemes
With Lots of holes in between
Trying to tie up the seams
Nah I mean
I been torn up and reamed
By my own thoughts
An infinite doze off
I'm taking my clothes off
Armor on the floor
I been sensitive But never quite
Like this before
Don't want no sedative
I wanna know what it's like to pour
Your heart and soul into a subject
Not just rummage through rubbish
I wanna make that instrumental
Like valley to the summit
Till I plummet
Then I do it all again
Now I know
Treat myself like a friend
Not a foe

Got this anxiety
Don't know why I gotta be
So quiet
My minds at ease
My body is not convinced

I'm on that rocket ship
I'm flying
My minds convinced I'm dying
I must resist
I'm trying
It don't make sense

Got this anxiety
Don't know why I gotta be
So quiet
My minds at ease
My body is not convinced

I'm on that rocket ship
I'm flying
My minds convinced I'm dying
I must resist
I'm trying
It don't make sense

Writer(s): Mason Sova

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