Worry - Julie Feeney

Worry is a thing

That you build around a superstitious feeling

And Addle is a thing

That can incapacitate your every movement

And it grows, and it erodes and it explodes your insides

Grows, erodes, explodes your insides

Insides, insides, insides, insides

Insides, insides, insides, insides

Do the next right thing

Do the next right thing

Do the next right thing and for a minute

Do the next right thing

And let it go, let it go, let it go, let it go

Let it go, let it go, let it go, let it go

Anger is a thing

That you build around an inconvenient happening

And anger at the world

Is an inconvenient thing to be disbanded

'Cause it grows, and it erodes, it explodes your insides

It grows, erodes, explodes your insides

Insides, insides, insides, insides

Insides, insides, insides, insides

Do the next right thing

Do the next right thing

Do the next right thing and for a minute

Do the next right thing

Let it go, let it go, let it go, let it go

Let it go, let it go, let it go, let it go

Let it go, let it go, let it go, let it go

Let it go, let it go, let it go, let it go