Anxiety - Blood Red Shoes

What if if I’m not good enough

To get the things that I really want?

What if I’m too old?

And my heart’s too cold?

And I’m just selfishly possessed by desires?

That I don’t understand, they don’t heed my command

What if this is getting out of hand?

I feel my future slip away from me

It’s unravelling like a ball of string

Turn the lights out I’ll hide my anxiety

Obviously

I couldn’t take a chance, I could see where it leads

Obviously

I could take a chance but it terrifies me

I think I lost my confidence

I must have left in an empty glass

Should’ve been more kind

Showed up on time

But I’m just recklessly possessed by desires

To try something new, now I’m left feeling blue

Tell me if the story is boring you

I feel my future slip away from me

It’s unravelling like a ball of string

Turn the lights out I’ll hide my anxiety

Obviously

I couldn’t take a chance, I could see where it leads

Obviously

I could take a chance but it terrifies me

Anxiety

I couldn’t take a chance, I could see where it leads

Anxiety

I could take a chance but it terrifies me