Anziety

[Intro: Lucy Rose]

Everything is fine, everything is so fine

Everything is fine, everything is so fine

'Cause I’m good, so good

'Cause I’m good, so good, so good

I wish you would, I wish you would

I wish you would, I wish you would

I wish you would, this is my life

This is my all, this is my all

And now I’m happy, right now I’m happy, but sometimes

[Chorus]

I’ma get up in your mind right now

I’ma get up in your, I’ma get it

Gon' get up, gon' get up

Gon' get up, get up, get up, get up

I’ma get up in your mind right now

Make you feel like dying right now

I’ma make you pray to God

To the good old Lord for a sign right now

To the good old Lord

I’ma get up in your mind right now

Make you feel like dying right now

I’ma make you pray to God

To the good old Lord for a sign right now

To the good old Lord

[Verse 1]

“I’ma make it some day some how” what you telling yourself

But you ain’t focused on what's important: mentality, health Everybody in the world only want one thing, what's that?

Infinite power and a pocket full of wealth

Its like ohhh I'ma bring it back to the basics

Nobody can erase it

People in the street going ape shit

Battling depression but nobody wanna say shit

I'ma bring it back to the basics

I'ma bring it back to the basics

I'ma get up, get on

That’s what I been on

Fuckin' with your mind, tryna turn shit on

But they want to paint me as a villain

Even though I’m here to open their mind

Through the rhyme of life

I gotta open their mind and design the right time

To make a decision and get in 'em like an incision

'Cause I'ma hit 'em and give 'em livin'

They wonder what I’m giving, I'ma never give in

I gotta let everybody know

I'm in their mind right now

[Chorus]

I’ma get up in your mind right now

Make you feel like dying right now

I’ma make you pray to God

To the good old Lord for a sign right now

To the good old Lord

I’ma get up in your mind right now

Make you feel like dying right now

I’ma make you pray to God

To the good old Lord for a sign right now

To the good old Lord

[Verse 2]

I'ma bring it back to the basics

Nobody can erase it

People in the street going ape shit

Battling depression but nobody wanna say shit

Why nobody wanna say:

I been living with this everyday

Why nobody wanna say:

Everything will be ok

I'ma bring it back to the basics

Everything will be okay

I remember somehow, someway

I remember somehow, someway

I remember somehow, someway

I remember somehow, someway

[Speech]

It was December of 2015 in sunny Los Angeles California in the heart of Hollywood

I stood next to my wife in a line surrounded by hundreds of other people on our way to watch Star Wars

When suddenly I was engulfed with fear and panic

As my body began to fade

In this moment my mind was full of clarity

But my body insisted it was in danger

I looked around and I told myself I was safe, I was fine

But I was convinced that something was wrong

Before I knew it I felt as though I was going to

Fall and fade away

My body grew weak

And soon enough I found myself in a hospital bed being told what I went through was anxiety

I refused to believe this story

I searched and searched for the cause of what had happened to me

I began to feel detached from reality

I felt as though I was seeing the world through a glass

I got blood work done

Analysis of my mind and body to no avail

The doctor said it was anxiety

But how could it be anxiety?

How could anxiety make me physically feel off balance?

How could anxiety make me feel as though I was fading from this world and on the brink of death?

Derealization

The sense of being out of one’s body

I’m not here

I’m not me

I’m not real

Nothing is

Nothing but this feeling of panic

Nobody understands

Nobody knows the sufferings

This physical feeling

It can’t be anxiety

It can’t

Or can it?

Can it in fact be the mind controlling the body?

Yeah, of course

I’m so in control of my mind and my body

But I’m subconsciously forcing myself into a state

Of self bondage entangled by the ropes of my own mind

I am unhappy

Not with life

But with this feeling

I am scared, I am human, I am a man

But I look in the mirror and I see a child

I am an adult who recognize grown ups don’t really know shit

And they never did

And it scares me

Cause now I’m just a grown up who doesn’t know shit

But one thing is I do know this feeling, this horrible feeling is going to kill me

No, no this feeling

This anxiety is nothing

I have anxiety

Just like you, the person I wrote this for

And together we will overcome this feeling

We will remember despite the attacks and constant feeling of our mind and body being on the edge

That we are alive

And any moments we have free of this feeling we will not take for granted

We will rejoice in this gift that is life

We will rejoice in this day that we have been given

We will accept our anxiety and strive for the betterment of ourselves

Starting with mental health

We will accept ourselves as we are

And we will be happy with the person we see in the mirror

We will accept ourselves

And live with anxiety