Shit Present Anxious Type
I had bad dreams
So I smoked myself to sleep
I'm sorry if it affected you and me
If you know what I mean
The girls at school
Still haunt me in my sleep
They keep telling me I'm not welcome
And its my problem
I should be old enough by now
This is the last time i'm putting myself down
Just tell yourself
You're not the anxious type
And calm down
Everything is fine
Just fine, just fine, just fine, just fine
And I was crying
For what seemed like half a year
But i'm trying, you just only see my fear
Cus you hold me dear
And I swear
I'm never going back
I'm not going back
To being like that
I'm old enough by now
This is the last time i'm putting myself down
Just tell yourself
You're not the anxious type
And calm down
Everything is fine
Just fine, just fine, just fine, just fine
Just fine, just fine, just fine, just fine
