Patrick Kindlon - Anxiety II lyrics

Lightning from the ground up Everything has the same bad texture Piss bubbles from every spring My eyes never adjusted to the light And I spent a decade with a boot Pressed to my face Anxiety Elbows cut and the teeth break skin They popped a raft on my behalf I got the wake up call this place gives Face in the sand, with some a**hole Stomping on my ribs Anxiety Still at sea, but it's hard to land When the shore keeps moving