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?