V1: I up every day to the same mess, I sick and I don't wanna get dressed, I hate school ever since my best left, I lock the bathroom door and a deep breath, Every morning is the routine, I my teeth, make sure my face is clean, I catch a glimpse of myself in the and it haunts me, The of leaving this room really daunts me, I'm panicking now, I worry til my hurts, I feel trapped, short of and I'm running scared, It gets worse and I'm really dizzy now, I'm on my way to school, didn't leave the house, I turn up to form, 10 late, Teachers shouting at me, is just great, I bite my tongue, stay quiet, I wanna fight, This is me. to my life
V2 Every is the same routine, I brush my teeth, make my face is clean, I catch a glimpse of myself in the and it haunts me, The prospect of leaving this room daunts me, I'm panicking now, I til my tummy hurts, I feel trapped, of breath and I'm running scared, It gets worse and I'm feeling dizzy now, I'm on my way to school, wanna leave the house, I up to form, 20 minutes late, Teachers at me! Nah not today, I'm gettin sick of it, isn't my fault, I the desk, stand up, lad I'm gettin off, Straight to the toilets, I'm physically, I them I'm sick but no one ever listens to me, And all the call me names, say that I'm a freak, I I'm not normal. But this is me.
V3 I used to go the same routines, In a war myself since my early teens, Always battling to cope with my day life, anxieties gripped, they gripped me tight, I was afraid, ashamed, made the grade, My existence decayed by my blockade, I prayed every single day but ever changed, 'Til I learnt the symptoms that I displayed, Every time I got scared it was or flight, But I made the to take back my life, So now I write songs for them that relate, For the ones who are it, each an every day, In the morning when you get up, tell yourself beautiful, Whether you believe it or not, tell it's true, Get that chin up kid, see it thru, You can kick anxiety I kicked it too.