I am the one who is bound to chains
Forced to live my fucking life as a victim in pain
There’s no escape. Get out of my head
I would rather be dead
Anxiety’s a fucking disease; it’s tormenting my every thought
There’s nothing left of me
I spend my life begging on my knees
For someone to end it all and forget everything
I am the one who is bound to chains
Forced to live my fucking life as a victim in pain
Get out of my head. When will this pain ever end?
Just put a gun to my head, cause I would rather be dead
Stop your worship
Stop fucking around
You will never ever ever make it out
Don't ever lose hopelessness. [4x]
I got a heart that feels like it's a broken neck
All the time
You stay on your side of this motherfucking line
For all time
I am the one who is bound to chains
Forced to live my fucking life as a victim in pain
Get out of my head. When will this pain ever end?
Just put a gun to my head, cause I would rather be dead
Anxiety’s a fucking disease; it’s tormenting my every thought
There’s nothing left of me
I spend my life begging on my knees
For someone to end it all and forget everything
Welcome to hell I am the one who is bound to chains Forced to live my fucking life as a victim in pain There’s no escape. Get out of my head I would rather be dead Anxiety’s a fucking disease; it’s tormenting my every thought There’s nothing left of me I spend my life begging on my knees For someone to end it all and forget everything I am the one who is bound to chains Forced to live my fucking life as a victim in pain Get out of my head. When will this pain ever end? Just put a gun to my head, cause I would rather be dead Stop your worship Stop fucking around You will never ever ever make it out Don't ever lose hopelessness. [4x] I got a heart that feels like it's a broken neck All the time You stay on your side of this motherfucking line For all time I am the one who is bound to chains Forced to live my fucking life as a victim in pain Get out of my head. When will this pain ever end? Just put a gun to my head, cause I would rather be dead Anxiety’s a fucking disease; it’s tormenting my every thought There’s nothing left of me I spend my life begging on my knees For someone to end it all and forget everything Explain Request ×
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