| Who you really think is
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| Watchin while you sleepin?
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| Why won’t you believe in… me… me…
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| What you think is makin me
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| Anxious ain’t just satan we
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| Oh shit, pray to God, and be free… free
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| Anxiety!
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| It freaks me out
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| IT’S DRIVIN ME!
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| It creeps me out
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| Inside of me!
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| Can’t keep me out
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| I’m Going! |
| Going! |
| Hard! |
| Hard!
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| Anxiety!
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| It freaks me out
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| IT’S DRIVIN ME!
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| It creeps me out
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| Inside of me!
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| Can’t keep me out
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| I’m Going! |
| Going! |
| Hard! |
| Hard!
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| When I’m alone in my room, sometime I stare at the wall
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| In the back of my mind, I hear my conscience call
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| Tellin me I need a gun, just in case of a brawl
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| I can block em, block em all
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| Shoot em up till them fall
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| Something fucked up going on inside of me
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| Can’t believe the hold it’s got on me, it’s gotta be
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| Temporary, cause this shit I’m feel is very scary
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| I think little pills is necessary
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| Cause I can’t tell what I am any more, an animal, from Amittyville
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| Be a man and take a stand and he will
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| Do something bout it… Cause often I’m thinkin bout offin me
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| Yellin to the coffin but hell is gonna be costin me
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| Cause of the crazy crazy world, and this crazy girl
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| That I’m made this way, this way I’m gon stay
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| In limbo, limbo now. |
| How low can you go?
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| Paranoid, sleeping with my gun, now I think you know it’s
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| Anxiety!
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| It freaks me out
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| IT’S DRIVIN ME!
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| It creeps me out
|
| Inside of me!
|
| Can’t keep me out
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| I’m Going! |
| Going! |
| Hard! |
| Hard!
|
| Anxiety!
|
| It freaks me out
|
| IT’S DRIVIN ME!
|
| It creeps me out
|
| Inside of me!
|
| Can’t keep me out
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| I’m Going! |
| Going! |
| Hard! |
| Hard!
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| I feel like a fuckin maniac in public…
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| I feel like a fuckin maniac in public…
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| I feel like a fuckin maniac in public…
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| If you creep up in Krizz house, yo ass ain’t gon be walking out
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| Who you really think is
|
| Watchin while you sleepin?
|
| Why won’t you believe in… me… me…
|
| What you think is makin me
|
| Anxious ain’t just satan we
|
| Oh shit, pray to God, and be free… free
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| Psycho, might go schizo, get yo fix
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| Too many hits will make you slit your wrists
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| Chemically inbalanced mentally challenge me, sort of iffy
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| Somethings really wrong with the son of your uncle ippy
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| So who did this to me? |
| If you got more to give, then give it to me
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| This blue balloon is like a prison to me
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| Cause I can’t sit with my back to the door no more
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| Give me a minute in the place and I’m packin the five after the four
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| Kinda like how I do it in his face
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| You can not wake me up without waking me up swinging, swinging
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| I’m livin livin, my dreams are so vivid, what’s the meaning?
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| This world ain’t safe for my seed, ain’t a place for my species
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| The heebies, the jeebies, is giving me
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| Anxiety!
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| It freaks me out
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| IT’S DRIVIN ME!
|
| It creeps me out
|
| Inside of me!
|
| Can’t keep me out
|
| I’m Going! |
| Going! |
| Hard! |
| Hard!
|
| Anxiety!
|
| It freaks me out
|
| IT’S DRIVIN ME!
|
| It creeps me out
|
| Inside of me!
|
| Can’t keep me out
|
| I’m Going! |
| Going! |
| Hard! |
| Hard!
|
| I feel like a fuckin maniac in public…
|
| I feel like a fuckin maniac in public…
|
| I feel like a fuckin maniac in public…
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| If you creep up in Krizz house, yo ass ain’t gon be walking out |