Punch
Anxiety
Heavy as a brick, sharp as nails, always constant, only quiet
Always there in the back of my mind, in the pit of my stomach
I can't make it go away, but I've made it work for me
Don't worry, I'm happy
Heavy as a brick, sharp as nails, always constant, only quiet
Always there in the back of my mind, in the pit of my stomach
I can't make it go away, but I've made it work for me
Don't worry, I'm happy