Eyes are tired, looking for a sign Of anything that might give relief Fantasizing all the things in my mind Will I feel more me? Punctual, waiting for a thrill To wake me from this deep dark sleep Blaming myself for making plans of thrill Until the cracks I call my dreams I know you seen it all around, my Anxiety It likes to strut, It loves a side, oh The side of me Creeping through the doors And under all my sheets I can never sleep It worries me Search the world, parties, even girls But nothing makes me feel anything Tried to attach to anybody's hope God, help me, get me off my knees Over controlled, the tension leaves me hold- Ing on to all my personal things Now I'm out, counting every doubt That's trying to make a fool of me I know you've seen it all around, my Anxiety It likes to strut, It loves a side, oh The side of me Creeping through the doors And under all my sheets I can never sleep It worries me Anxiety In the seams Anxiety On your feet It's right up In the seams Anxiety On your feet