Anxiety Bad Religion

[Verse 1]
It's a love song to the self, a story recapped every day
It's a world of bogus feelings, and a world of slow decay
It's a world of laughter hidden by this world of fear and torment
It's a game of strange compulsion, our visceral convulsion

[Chorus]
Anxiety for love of life, anxiety for pain
Anxiety, a feeling that you know you can't contain
Anxiety destroys us, but it drives the common man
Foundation of society, anxiety
Suppress it if you can

[Verse 2]
The caste of coffee-achievers didn't perform like they planned
The morning rush hour traffic is our play of false elan
So run around your frantic track and lay you down to sleep
Tomorrow's the redemption, we strive for that exception

[Chorus]
Anxiety for love of life, anxiety for pain
Anxiety, a feeling that you have nothing more to gain
Anxiety destroys us, but it drives the common man
Foundation of society, anxiety
Suppress it if you can