PROF - ANX lyrics

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PROF - ANX lyrics

[Verse 1: Eligh] A convict in my own body Crazy's what they think about me Odds what they call me I can feel the pressure in my chest push down on me Nervous system vibration so uncomfortable and dis-arming Man, he's so chill, never talks to much he looks so peaceful in his ways But you turn him inside out you see the beast is on display And the prayers on repeat in the brain, no fair No contest in the game that's lost over and over again my friend Chronic is the way to explain intensity and velocity Feelings keep accosting me like a young bully in a dark ally with mis-directed animosity Most friends can't comprehend your plight Which isolates you further inward to make a harder fight I swing my right hand then my left, trying to catch my sanity and my breath Sometimes I can't stand to be me, that's just a fact ANX my anthrax and a blessing in disguise To help my open up my inner eyes [Hook: Eligh] I'm a feel these feelings but ill never let them take me over Yea it hurts for a minute, but I take it to the limit I'm a soldier Repeat I'm a fortunate one, a fortunate one (x4) [Verse 2: The Grouch] We don't come into this world knowin' all, growin' backwards If we never faced struggle in the bubble well that's a curse My nerves stirred worse Drinking numb numb juice to quench thirst What they call it liquid courage for? When after it's over you're weaker than before Your powers' got to reach you at the source Build it up like blocks little boys In a box with many locks, a few keys Relearning how to breathe maybe a very basic tool to set you free Now fly like an eagle I'm dropping all this baggage Gonna ride like a Regal Cause I don't like not being Controller of my destiny in charge of my feelings Anxiety, stress, panic, depressed Can you make it past that? Yes! [Hook: Eligh] I'm a feel these feelings but ill never let them take me over Yeah it hurts for a minute, but I take it to the limit I'm a soldier (x2) [The Grouch] I'm a fortunate one, a fortunate one (x4) [Verse 3: Prof] Can't get away, It's like I'm froze in time How people find their happiness, It blows my mind I'm not easily confused but i'm not easily amused either Back broke, knee blown out, hold tight People looking' at me like I'm on the wrong flight Put on my clown face, swallow down a cinder block Anxiety biting me weather if it's win or not I know everybody but I don't know anybody Anybody out there? Tell me who do really love me I'm an astronaut lost in space Sittin' here, touching' myself like I've lost my face I haven't seen green leaves on a tree in a grip It's grey outside and it smells like piss But i'm a Samsonite man, gotta keep it rollin' on Mama didn't raise no b**h, so I soldier on [Hook] [Prof] I'm a fortunate one, a fortunate one (x4)