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And here comes my anxiety Making me think of everything ‘Cause every possibility Just may come true in front of me In a perfect world Everything just works And everything fits in the box And nothing really hurts In a perfect world Nothing needs to be Predictable or blemish free So can’t I rescue me I’m locked inside and I can’t breathe I’m stuck in the middle Feel the walls closing in on me And I just don’t know what to be I guess I think too much I guess I just can’t see Walking down the street Everybody’s watching me Going to a place Well maybe the last time I leave Stranger next to me Possibly escapee And anything I ingest Could maybe poison me Don’t trust a perfect song ‘Cause perfect people always mess things up The thing about the world is that it’s always slightly off ‘Cause a perfect Earth is just too much I’m locked inside and I can’t breathe I’m stuck in the middle Feel the walls closing in on me And I just don’t know what to be I guess I think too much I guess I just can’t see I’m locked inside and I can’t breathe I’m locked inside and I can’t breathe I’m locked inside and I can’t breathe I’m locked inside and I can’t breathe I’m stuck in the middle Feel the walls closing in on me And I just don’t know what to be I guess I think too much I guess I just can’t see

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