Dread - Wallflower

On an anxiety trip, I’ve got this feeling my brain won’t let it slip

My feet are glued to the floor, I’ve got too much but I’m always needing more

I would die for the chance to feel alive

I can’t stop myself from calling you

Just another long night to get through

Yeah, I’ve got a lot to explain

Yeah, made all the same mistakes

Full of hate, full of existential dread, full of words I never said

You can’t go back

Can’t control my health from falling through

Just another long night needing you

Full of hate, full of existential dread, full of words I never said

You can’t go back

I tried to find myself but I found someone else and now I know I’m out of time

If I could find myself, like everybody else I’d take it slow.

Is that a crime?

I couldn’t trust myself, or anybody else.

I’m paranoid