Day At The Fair - The Blame Anxiety lyrics

You can cut to the bone with, all my angry obsessions, All these chalky happy pills, and their consequences, Am I done with sleeping? Am I done with waking up? And I'm tired of thinking, That I've taken to much into my apologies, and lucid dreams, and f**ed up thinking, I bleed inside, I fear my life, I wake and I hide, I choke till it soaks into all these anxious fits, and agoraphobic dreams of happiness, You can cut to the f**ing point, of how I'm so frustrated, As you strip away this fear, and you sand and paint it, Am I done with drinking? Am I done with waking up? And I'm tired of thinking, That I've taken to much into all I want to be, this ghost of me is far from leaving, I dig inside, I fear my life, I wake and I hide, I choke till it soaks into all these anxious fits, and agoraphobic dreams of happiness, I feel claustrophobic thinking, That my skin is a prison in itself, You want to share my cell? I bleed inside, I fear my life, I wake and I hide, I'll lose what I'll find, I bleed inside, I fear my life, I wake and I hide, I'll lose what I'll find