good mourning its me...
anxiety
im here to ruin your day

i kind of picked at you last night
but i thought that i just might
let you take alittle time
before i really dug in
so here i am...

so what i would actually like to do
is really fucking pester you
try to squeeze my way in
just below the skin

come on you know how to play this game
you know that the rules don't ever change
and when we dance i always lead
thats just the way it is with me

so as we start i would like to say
in the end you'll be ok
as for now its going suck
but i will enjoy this so very much

i know you know what to expect
but it wont change the effect
across your chest you'll feel that burn
the one that always causes concern
and when your palms begins to sweat
you'll feel me swimming through your head
its all the same as its been before
and all the things you know for sure
the longer it goes the worse it gets
my god i love to make you sweat

so as your heart begins to race
beating at a rapid pace
and when it harder to catch your breath
you'll start to gasp for all you can get
youll feel that taste upon your tongue
as you start to come undone
maybe your throat will start to close
making it hard for you to swallow
all the while the insenstent burn
ever growing with concern

without further ado i will begin
to manipulate you once again
...im sorry what'd you say?
...it already underway?
i thought that maybe you just might
put of some sort of fight
try to push against me to
and not let me get to you
but i guess its all the same
you've made it too easy to play this game
so i guess ill just say
i hope you have a wonderful day