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 of achievement
I should put this to my brain and just squeeze it
'Cause I know I ain't been no saint
But tell me what I did to this pain
Tell me I did to deserve this hurt
When all I did was put everybody first
(And how does make you feel?)
These days I 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 just something
How do you the word empty
Try to describe the word
Wait, fuck
Use my name as a
it on my forehead
Defective out of
I'm sick of it, my self
I'm of it
my fingerprints
You'll see that I did all of the
I've it my all
I've it my all and so much more
But everybody still walking out door
given it my all
It's getting to the point where sad as fuck
I've it my all but it's not enough, it's not enough
The sleeping pills work
The pills don't work
I still feel pain with pain
And now those same pills work
If I get a couple perks
I'm to go berzerk
I swear to god nobody can fix this
Not the church
Now tell me what good would a do
be mad at you
And tell you that you sinned a bunch of
But I've you
You know won't admit it
And god himself is
But it's probably still just of all the shit the priest committed
(And how does that you feel?)
Ask me one more time how the fuck I
I'm gonna fucking lose my
aside I need the pills
Step aside I need the
Step aside I the Vicodin
And be on my way
So I can just get back to my again
You do not give a
pretending, stop lying
'Cause to you I'm a check, bitch
Just a dollar
Another vaycay with the
Oh hubby be prouder
All you had to do was ask me how I for an hour
See that's the problem with technicalities
You insanity
And then expect my weekly
So tell me whose the person now bitch
And yet you your qualified to treat me
given it my all
I've given it my all and so much
But everybody still walking out door
I've it my all
It's getting to the point where sad as fuck
I've given it my all but it's not enough, not enough
Man I came up a way
Just a young jersey
Pullin' in my
Afraid I might this trigger
It's fucking
anxiety
My demons are calling and sayin' want whatever's inside of me
I'ma it to 'em
I'ma give all of it
Used to be a operetta
Now the opposite

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

All big-time