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ANXIETY ATTACK Video (MV)




Performed By: Jacob Espi
Language: English
Length: 2:14
Written by: Jacob Espinola




Jacob Espi - ANXIETY ATTACK Lyrics
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It's all games
No one really cares
You are trying something new
It's strange
You're probably not all that good at it
It's just another judgment call
Who's judging?
Who's calling?
It doesn't matter
Just take care of yourself
Do something that makes you happy
I'm happy
Regardless of this rain
It might be pain
But it drips
It drips down this lane
Attachment chin up
Slow down consumption fed regulation
Detachment opposition control
Given opportunity
It's a feeling in my soul
It's a challenge to explain
A lyrical note
It's a ripe off
Subconscious hold
Thoughts of failure
A race towards power
False power
Lives in lies
I was assigned Fifty-five
Front in center eyes around
Who am I judging?
Self-dought?
Not intensely
Anxiety?
Depression?
Who am I judging?
Who am I even judging?
Speaking to myself out loud
Speaking to myself out loud
Speaking to myself out loud
Speaking to my out loud
Speaking to myself out Loud
Out loud Out
Music music from my brain
Music music from my heart
Heart astray
No bloody drip
Tears fall
They drop
Dip down that lane
In time we will fade
From dust we are from dust we remain
From dust we are from dust we remain
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It's all games
No one really cares
You are trying something new
It's strange
You're probably not all that good at it
It's just another judgment call
Who's judging?
Who's calling?
It doesn't matter
Just take care of yourself
Do something that makes you happy
I'm happy
Regardless of this rain
It might be pain
But it drips
It drips down this lane
Attachment chin up
Slow down consumption fed regulation
Detachment opposition control
Given opportunity
It's a feeling in my soul
It's a challenge to explain
A lyrical note
It's a ripe off
Subconscious hold
Thoughts of failure
A race towards power
False power
Lives in lies
I was assigned Fifty-five
Front in center eyes around
Who am I judging?
Self-dought?
Not intensely
Anxiety?
Depression?
Who am I judging?
Who am I even judging?
Speaking to myself out loud
Speaking to myself out loud
Speaking to myself out loud
Speaking to my out loud
Speaking to myself out Loud
Out loud Out
Music music from my brain
Music music from my heart
Heart astray
No bloody drip
Tears fall
They drop
Dip down that lane
In time we will fade
From dust we are from dust we remain
From dust we are from dust we remain
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Writer: Jacob Espinola
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