笨小笨Anxiety歌词由BlessYo演唱，出自专辑《Color Illustration》，下面是《Anxiety》完整版歌词！
Anxiety歌词完整版
Are we done already. It hasn’t started yet
My voice so weakly. I feel so tired yet
I become more wacky. Haven’t figured it out yet
I don’t wanna lose. Don’t wanna be sifted out yet
Uh
Life is a ****in' show. Feel like I’m losing control
Let the noise go. Put a poster of J.Cole
Counting one two three, and looking for the ’goal’(go)
Turning turning chasing chasing and never have the ‘for’(four)
Uh
Feeling so cold so nervous so bored
New sounds all around. Is my mind getting old
Compare with the higher like we all need a lighter
Or the trouble can’t be solve.
You think that is a joke?
I don’t know. Why they make sounds like ‘Whoa-oh’
What a fantastic connected social network
Yeah maybe I need a LZP
Or find someone who really sell CDs
I don’t wanna write a song, don’t wanna change my tone
I can’t do it right and well, always doing something wrong
Yeah I am very entangled, the feeling trouble me so long
Feel like a needle on your skin, all the pleasures are gone
I do wanna make a deal, with the evil trading soul
Yeah my mind is free. God won’t let it go to jail
Guess who’s goin’ understand me, talk to God yeah that’s my will
Running running runaway! Is my worry fake or real?
Do I dress cool? Do I look fool?
Do I, do I everyday live in a loop?
Do I said something wrong make you feel not good?
Do I walk weird? Why their eyes on me at school?
Where is my future? Should I follow the rules
Only music is my treasure yeah filled with the fuel
They said take’a step slowly but the fact is cruel
I said I don’t know. I don’t, I don’t, I don’t
I don’t wanna write a song, don’t wanna change my tone
I can’t do it right and well, always doing something wrong
Yeah I am very entangled, the feeling trouble me so long
Feel like a needle on your skin, all the pleasures are gone
I do wanna make a deal, with the evil trading soul
Yeah my mind is free. God won’t let it go to jail
Guess who’s goin’ understand me, talk to God yeah that’s my will
Running running runaway! Is my worry fake or real?
Tell me that, tell me that. Is my worry fake or real?
Tell me that, tell me that. Is my dream fake or real?
Tell me that. Is everything what I saw fake or real?
Tell me that. My fate, my mind, all fake or real?
Tell me that, tell me that. Is my worry fake or real?
Tell me that, tell me that. Is my dream fake or real?
Tell me that. Is everything what I saw fake or real?
Tell me fact. Is my anxiety fake or real?
Are we done already. It hasn’t started yet
My voice so weakly. I feel so tired yet
I become more wacky. Haven’t figured it out yet
I don’t wanna lose. Don’t wanna be sifted out yet
Uh
Life is a ****in' show. Feel like I’m losing control
Let the noise go. Put a poster of J.Cole
Counting one two three, and looking for the ’goal’(go)
Turning turning chasing chasing and never have the ‘for’(four)
Uh
Feeling so cold so nervous so bored
New sounds all around. Is my mind getting old
Compare with the higher like we all need a lighter
Or the trouble can’t be solve.
You think that is a joke?
I don’t know. Why they make sounds like ‘Whoa-oh’
What a fantastic connected social network
Yeah maybe I need a LZP
Or find someone who really sell CDs
I don’t wanna write a song, don’t wanna change my tone
I can’t do it right and well, always doing something wrong
Yeah I am very entangled, the feeling trouble me so long
Feel like a needle on your skin, all the pleasures are gone
I do wanna make a deal, with the evil trading soul
Yeah my mind is free. God won’t let it go to jail
Guess who’s goin’ understand me, talk to God yeah that’s my will
Running running runaway! Is my worry fake or real?
Do I dress cool? Do I look fool?
Do I, do I everyday live in a loop?
Do I said something wrong make you feel not good?
Do I walk weird? Why their eyes on me at school?
Where is my future? Should I follow the rules
Only music is my treasure yeah filled with the fuel
They said take’a step slowly but the fact is cruel
I said I don’t know. I don’t, I don’t, I don’t
I don’t wanna write a song, don’t wanna change my tone
I can’t do it right and well, always doing something wrong
Yeah I am very entangled, the feeling trouble me so long
Feel like a needle on your skin, all the pleasures are gone
I do wanna make a deal, with the evil trading soul
Yeah my mind is free. God won’t let it go to jail
Guess who’s goin’ understand me, talk to God yeah that’s my will
Running running runaway! Is my worry fake or real?
Tell me that, tell me that. Is my worry fake or real?
Tell me that, tell me that. Is my dream fake or real?
Tell me that. Is everything what I saw fake or real?
Tell me that. My fate, my mind, all fake or real?
Tell me that, tell me that. Is my worry fake or real?
Tell me that, tell me that. Is my dream fake or real?
Tell me that. Is everything what I saw fake or real?
Tell me fact. Is my anxiety fake or real?
