“Anxiety Consumption” by No Sir
From their upcoming record “The Future Is Bright”
Your anxiety consumes me.
Your inspiration kills me.
Lost inside your head and I’m so sick of being alone.
My life is a series of X’s and oh shits.
Floating away like trash in the ocean.
A chipped up front tooth and a mind full of shit.
I wake up asleep;
Im over it.
Telephone, Im so sick of being alone.
And im so sick of all the bullshit that you’re selling.
You’d probly think my heavy heart gets me by; You’re right.
You’d probly think i’d rather lay down and die; You’re right