Luyện nghe bài hát Anxiety

Every day it breaks me to pieces
I've tasted of defeat of my demons
I'm such a fucking waste of
I should put this trigger to my brain and squeeze it
'Cause Lord I know I been no saint
But me what I did to deserve this pain
Tell me I did to deserve this hurt
When all I ever did was put everybody
(And how does that you feel?)
These I just don't feel shit
I don't feel a at all
I don't feel I exist
why I need my fix
So I can feel something
How do you describe the word
Try to describe the nothing
Wait, fuck
Use my as a definition
it on my forehead
Defective out of
I'm of it, losing my self
I'm of it
Take my
see that I did all of the percentages
I've it my all
I've given it my all and so much
But everybody walking out that door
I've it my all
It's getting to the point where sad as fuck
I've given it my all but not enough, it's not enough
The pills don't work
The pills don't work
I still feel pain with pain
And now same pills don't work
If I get a couple perks
I'm about to go
I swear to god nobody can fix this
Not the church
Now tell me what would a pastor do
be mad at you
And tell you that you a bunch of times
But I've you
You know they won't it
And god is forbidden
But it's probably still just of all the shit the priest committed
(And how does make you feel?)
Ask me one more time how the fuck I
I'm gonna lose my mind
Step aside I need the
Step aside I the Xanays
Step aside I need the
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 couldn't be
All you had to do was ask me how I feel for an
See that's the problem with technicalities
You insanity
And expect my weekly salary
So tell me the crazy person now bitch
And yet you think your to treat me
I've it my all
given it my all and so much more
But everybody walking out that door
I've it my all
It's getting to the point where it's sad as
I've it my all but it's not enough, it's not enough
Man I came up a way
a young jersey nigga
Pullin' in my
Afraid I might pull this
It's fucking
Fucking
My demons are calling and they want whatever's inside of me
give it to 'em
I'ma give all of it
to be a small operetta
Now it's the

All anxiety
I feel it's through my veins
I'm I might get the blade
And a slit and let the blood spill out

All anxiety