Cultists - Anxiety lyrics

What the f*ck did you say? Are you afraid of me? Forever peaking my mind Anxiety Addictive addictions Plague of disarray All this fu*king madness It's all apart of me And I'm the one to blame All the wrong decisions deciding my fate I keep begging to keep my head Or else I'll fu*king lose it I'll fu*king lose it I guess I should just shut my mouth I keep going off in tangents Censor my mind with toxic chemicals Ingesting all the pain Load me up another one I'll sink until I'm done And rot my grin My mind will be the death of me Free will is never free Am I just sick? Bury me alive I'll work my fingers down to the bone Bury me alive I'll work my fingers down to the bone I think I'm having a panic attack I wear a facade behind a fu*king mask I'll be the death of me Caring so much when free will is not free Restraint Bury me 'til all I see is bone fragments hanging from my wrists I've been thinking of it like addiction Like I need my Like I need my fix Bury me alive I'll work my fingers down to the bone Bury me alive I'll work my fingers down to the bone People these days Make me want to decay Stay away I'm not me When I'm suffocating Anxiety Oh This anxiety People these days Make me want to blow out my fu*king brains So stay away motherfu*ker Anxiety