Luyện nghe bài hát Anxiety

Every single day it me to pieces
I've tasted of defeat of my demons
I'm such a fucking waste of
I should put trigger to my brain and just squeeze it
'Cause Lord I know I ain't no saint
But tell me what I did to deserve this
Tell me what I did to deserve this
When all I ever did was put first
(And how does that you feel?)
These days I just feel shit
I feel a thing at all
I don't feel I exist
why I need my fix
So I can just feel
How do you describe the word
Try to describe the word
Wait, fuck
Use my name as a
Write it on my
out of commission
I'm sick of it, losing my
I'm of it
Take my
You'll see I did all of the percentages
I've it my all
I've given it my all and so much
But everybody still walking out door
given it my all
It's getting to the point where sad as fuck
I've given it my all but it's not enough, it's not
The pills don't work
The pills don't work
I still feel pain with pain
And now those same pills don't
If I don't get a couple
I'm to go berzerk
I swear to god nobody can fix shit
Not the church
Now me what good would a pastor do
be mad at you
And tell you that you a bunch of times
But I've you
You they won't admit it
And god himself is
But it's probably still just half of all the shit the priest
(And how does make you feel?)
Ask me one more time how the I feel
I'm fucking lose my mind
Step aside I the pills
aside I need the Xanays
Step aside I the Vicodin
And be on my way
So I can just get back to my again
You do not give a
Stop pretending, lying
'Cause to you I'm just a check,
Just a dollar
Another vaycay with the
Oh hubby be prouder
All you had to do was ask me how I feel for an
See that's the problem with technicalities
You insanity
And then my weekly salary
So tell me whose the crazy person now
And yet you think your to treat me
I've it my all
I've it my all and so much more
But still walking out that door
I've it my all
It's getting to the where it's sad as fuck
I've given it my all but not enough, it's not enough
Man I came up a way
Just a young jersey
Pullin' in my
Afraid I might pull trigger
It's fucking
Fucking
My demons are calling and sayin' they want whatever's of me
give it to 'em
I'ma them all of it
Used to be a small
Now the opposite

All big-time
I it's runnin' through my veins
I'm afraid I get the blade
And make a slit and let the spill out

All big-time