Anxiety demands, I let my insides show. Desperation friendship, I keep inhibitions low. Love me for who I am, not for the liquors glow. I’m no revolution man, I don’t expect you to follow. Belittle me down. Watch your ego grow. And now it’s gotten to the point, where I can’t take this any more. I can’t leave this room without it assaulting my face. I can’t move, I can’t see I can’t even fucking breath knowing how much control it needs. Like a parasitic curse roaming these streets. The drunkards, the night life, they don’t let me sleep. So go and have another drink, here’s to a world still learning how to think.