Waste - Seeds of Anxiety (feat. Yung Van) Lyrics

"What's the point of life if u ain't gonna live?"
Every single night i'm up thinking of this

There's someone on my snap
And there's blood on their wrist

They're crying all alone and i'm writing bout it

I wish that i could help but i'm trying my best
And once i'm done with one then i'm onto the next

I don't wanna cry but i just can't help it
Every time i'm happy, yeah i feel so selfish

"Positive thoughts and meditation
No more than placebo medication
Anxiety & depression try to roll up on me
I've got friends as hard to trust as WebMD"

Suffering from illnesses and pondering the time
I could not redeem
Exhaustion and self destruction a daily routine

Hollow like the creaking in the floorboards
Broken like the glass windows

Closure's a foreign word for desperate men
As they lay, petrified in bed