I want to do the things
I want to, not out of fear of holding on to everything just how it used to be
I like to do the things
I want to, without comparing me to those
And not care if anybody knows or sees
Anxiety's a little critter that makes my heart pump and give me shivers, Clench my jaw, and buckle both my knees
But with honesty, to find what's bitter—labeled lies posted, delivered to a place that's somewhere far from me
Then I'll be free Then I'll be free Then I'll be free
I want to think so sound and clearly
There are days where I can nearly think of all the possibility
And so I'll say it out loud, each time a million miles an hour, so you can never find no dirt on me
Anxiety's a little critter that makes my heart pump and give me shivers, Clench my jaw, and buckle both my knees
To find what's better—labeled lies posted, delivered to a place that's somewhere far from me
And I'll be free And I'll be free Then I'll be free
When words are unidentified, lashed with clouds of fear and thought
I try to override with words I like to read
When words are unidentified, lashed with clouds of fear and thought
I try to override with words I like to read
Anxiety's a little critter that makes my heart pump and give me shivers, Clench my jaw, and buckle both my knees
But with honesty, to find what's bitter—labeled lies posted, delivered to a place that's somewhere far from me
Then I'll be free Then I'll be free Then I'll be free Then I'll be free