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Worry Not

Sage Francis

Li(f)e

2010

Worry not, keep the stress in check
Anxiety's a disease, you gotta learn to live with it
Cancer spreads, it'll eat right through
There oughta be

anxiety creeping in
Depression wanna chime on in like I just wanna see my friends
Money flips and instrumentals suck me good don't give me dental
Sunk cost

it's time to change up my dental plan
Got different impressions cause what you heard from another man
My mind it be racing it's time I buy me a spaceship

behind a smile
Can’t fix that crooked smile with dental braces
Making paper off my pen like i’m a student to the game
They just can’t see the whole picture

of everything, from water to dental floss
Tactics from Nazi Germany, straight out the pentagon
It gets real deep, just tryna to help you connect the lines
Since

gonna want that smoke
Do you care to bring your toooool?
They just fucking want me off these roads
(Ay, ay, ay, ay)
Uh, society gave me that anxiety evil

I don't know what to do
Thought I'd figured it out at 22
Bored as shit, but I'm good at it
Only here for the dental insurance

Pretty sure nobody

Think I'd rather be boring and mundane
Than to be drugged out and insane
My anxiety is stressing out my body
Wondering how it really is without me

or sheets I freak in
Jump off the porch dreams too big to sleep in
Sideway double parked in the 97
Green civic, T-boned, the meal wasn't digested
My anxiety

can be gentle
But I could leave a nigga faced with a whole new dental
But I been tryna avoid that shit ... I guess for my mental

When times are crazy

the pen i hold is high society 
Why fuck one bitch when i got a variety
I keep it calm i don't get anxiety 

When my money up i'll buy you some new bling

ya
Lately i've been known 'round these parts as the fucking troubled one
Been giving my friends all this anxiety, I've been fuckin' up
Been struggling

anxiety catch me up, ill sit at the back
I raise my hand when I question
Til I get tested on why

Mary shelley wrote frankenstein
I don't know, you wasting

stuck in a plastic bag catching uppercuts to the abdomen
I'm under attack stress panic and anxiety has their nails matched into my back 
And if I die

Corporate Hell (The Legend of Tooly McDouche)

Paul Maged

The Glass River

2018

my egg sandwich with extra cheese
I'm getting fat from this anxiety
At my cubicle at half past 6
Some fake hellos and goodbyes

Rinse repeat
So