Anziety (feat. 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

I'ma get up in your mind right now

I'ma get up in your

I'ma get it, gon' get up

Gon', gon' get up

Gon', gon', gon' get up

Get up, get up, get up, get up, get up, get up

Uh, I'ma get up in your mind right now

Make you feel like dyin' right now

I'ma make you pray to God, to the good ol' Lord for a sign right now

I'ma get up in your mind right now, make you feel like dyin' right now

I'ma make you pray to God, to the good ol' Lord for a sign right now

Good ol' Lord, uh

"I'ma make it someday, somehow," what you tellin' 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, it's like

I'ma bring it back to the basics

Nobody can erase it

People in the street goin' apeshit

Battling depression, but nobody wanna say shit

I'ma bring it back to the, back to the

Bring it back to the basics

I'ma, I'ma bring it, bring it back to the

Back to, back to, back, back to the

I'ma get up, get on, that's what I been on

Fuckin' with your mind tryna turn shit on

But they wanna paint me as a villain

Even though I'm here to open they mind through the rhyme of life

I gotta open they mind and design the right time to make a decision

To get in 'em like an incision 'cause I'ma hit 'em and get 'em livin'

They wonder what I'm givin', I'ma never give in, I gotta let everybody know

I'm in they mind right now

Make you feel like dyin' right now

I'ma make you pray to God, to the good ol' Lord for a sign right now

I'ma get up in your mind right now, make you feel like dyin' right now

I'ma make you pray to God, to the good ol' Lord for a sign right now

Good ol' Lord

I'ma bring it back to the basics

Nobody can erase it

People in the street goin' apeshit

Battling depression, but nobody wanna say shit

Why nobody wanna say

I been livin' with this every day

Why nobody wanna say

Everything'll be okay?

Everything will be okay, oh-oh

I remember somehow, someway

I remember somehow, someway

Everything will be okay

I remember somehow, someway

I remember somehow, someway

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-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, uh, I'm-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 cour-of course

I'm so in control of my, my mind and my body

That 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 recognized grown-ups don't really know shit

And they never did

And it scares me, because now I'm just a grown-up who doesn't know shit

But one thing I do know is 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

That's a first in my life I've ever done something like that

I'm not really sure how it goes