Destroy Me

Got a call from Chris out of the blue He asked me how this time had been And I said, "Alright, you know, Things are pretty slow around here" He said his kids were having fun with the chickens in the yard And that felt so far away From the city groundhog day I'd been living My anxiety's crippling And where did it come from And where is it going And will it destroy me? Will it destroy me? Will it destroy me? Spent a couple months in Montreal Just to get a little break From big smoke billowin' And all the other bullshit back home We tied our bikes up to the car A little bit precarious They were dangling off the back Hanging from the rack like bones Like bones My anxiety's crippling And where did it come from? And where is it going? And will it destroy me? Will it destroy me? Will it destroy me? You and I cleaned up our little place On a sweaty afternoon And you could still see the moon But was it from the night or the day? And does it even matter anyway? How will I see this memory? And more importantly How will you see me? My anxiety's crippling And where did it come from? And where is it going? And will it destroy me? Will it destroy me? Will it destroy me? Will it destroy me? Will it destroy me? Will it destroy me? Will it destroy me?