♪ Eyes are tired, looking for a sign Of anything that might give relief Fantasizing all the things in my mind Will I feel more me? Punctual, waiting for a thrill To wake me from this deep dark sleep Blaming myself for making plans that fell Into the cracks I call my dreams I know you've seen it all around my anxiety It likes to strut, it loves the sight of The sight of me Creeping through the doors And under all my sheets I can never sleep It worries me Search the world, parties, even girls But nothing makes me feel anything Try to attach to anybody's hope God help me get me off my knees Overcontrolled, the tension leaves me Holding on to all my personal things Now I'm out, counting every doubt That's trying to make a fool of me I know you've seen it all around my anxiety It likes to strut, it loves the sight of The sight of me Creeping through the doors And under all my sheets I can never sleep It worries me It worries me It's worrying when it seems It's worrying, I'm your fiend It's worrying when it seems It's worrying, I'm your fiend