| I lay down every night
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| And I can’t get no rest
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| 'Cause it starts spinning in my brain
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| And then it’s pounding in my chest
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| What if I’ve wasted all my youth?
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| What if I’ve wasted growing up?
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| What if I wasted my whole life?
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| Oh man, I feel like throwing up
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| It’s an anxiety attack
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| An anxiety attack
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| I’ve got a bad case of the horrors
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| And at night it comes back
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| 'Cause first I look back at my week
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| And then I look back at my year
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| And then I’m terrified to speak
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| And then I’m paralyzed with fear
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| And I’m tossing and I’m turning
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| And I’m going 'round the bend
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| And all I see are all my failings
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| Downward spirals without end
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| And I see horror in the future
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| And I see horror in the past
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| And it’s 4am and 5am, 6am at last
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| 'Cause what if I never feel grown up
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| And die in a car accident?
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| And what if I go crazy
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| And what if this time it’s permanent?
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| And what if I go broke
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| And have to move back with my parents?
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| And then what if I get cancer
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| And I ain’t got no insurance?
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| All my days are moving faster
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| And it’s making me feel dizzy
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| How come I get nothing done
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| But always feel so busy?
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| And I used to feel so smart
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| You know, I used to feel so strong
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| But this just can’t be how to live
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| I must be doing something wrong
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| Because everything I might do
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| Feels like something else I can’t
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| And then another day is gone
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| And I just don’t know where it went
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| I try not to hang out too much
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| Try not to watch too much television
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| But still everything I do
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| Just seems to be the wrong decision
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| And I lay down every night
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| But still I can’t get no rest
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| 'Cause it starts spinning in my brain
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| And then it’s pounding in my chest
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| It’s an anxiety attack
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| An anxiety attack
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| I’ve got a bad case of the horrors
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| And at night it comes back |