I spend so much of my precious time
Worrying about how I'm gonna die
If I could just focus that energy
I would be a billionaire or a famous astrophysicist
Instead I'm writing the same boring songs about suffering

The older I get the harder it gets

I'm crippled by my anxiety



What the hell is wrong with me?

Why do I always feel like I'm dying?

God will it ever stop?

Someone please make it stop

Someone please help me I'm not gonna make it



I've been spending so much of my precious time

Worrying about how my friends will die

Instead of actually hanging out with them

And I catalog all of my physical symptoms

Just in case there is something I'm missing

From what I can tell I think I have a disease



The older I get the harder it gets

I'm crippled by my anxiety



What the hell is wrong with me?

Why do I always feel like I'm dying?

God will it ever stop?

Someone please make it stop

Someone please help me I'm not gonna make it



I waste so much of my life wondering

If this world is nothing but suffering

I'm crumbling like clay into dirt

Hoping for water but praying for worse

If I should bloom then I'll wither

The only time I get warmth is when I shiver



What the hell is wrong with me?

Why do I always feel like I'm dying?

God will it ever stop?

Someone please make it stop

Someone please help me I'm not gonna make it



What the hell is wrong with me?

Why do I always feel like I'm dying?

God will it ever stop?

Someone please make it stop

Someone please help me I'm not gonna make it