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 that fill
Into the cracks I call my dreams

I know you seen it all around my anxiety
It likes to strut, it loves the sight, oh
The sight 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
But help me get me off my knees
Over controlled, the tension leaves me holding onto all of my personal things
Now I'm out calling every doubt
That's tryna make a fool of me

I know you seen it all around my anxiety
It likes to strut, it loves the sight, oh
The sight of me
Creeping through the doors and under all my sheets
I can never sleep, it worries me

It's not lonely, in the seams
Anxiety I'm your fiend
It's not lonely, in the seams
Anxiety I'm your fiend