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Sweating cold, my adrenaline increases
Blurry, it scares me, I can't breathe
My day is uncertain, and it shifts me
I lost the color of my eyes
and finally, she gives me back
A torture from the inside out

Now I have intimacy with Anxiety
And I still do not trust in her
I have no cure, obsessive Anxiety

Help me, or not

My ears can hear what doesn't exist
It sounds gray, full of pessimism
My schizophrenic feeling let me see
the gravity pulling my light
Where reality is dirty
I'm dying from the inside out

Now I have intimacy with Anxiety
And I still do not trust in her
I have no cure, obsessive Anxiety

It's all a way to save my time
Composing my own pains
I believe that someday I'll be free
But I know that without it, I wouldn't be me
But somehow, we move on

This song has no hyperboles

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