Braindead Songtext

I got anxiety, please don't bother me
I deal with it quietly until the demons swallow me
My therapist is telling me I probably should stop
My dreams turned dark once I got to the top
Wake up in a panic on the phone with the doc
He writes another script, another pill I can pop
And it's hard to diagnose if you don't know what I got
I know the end is coming soon, I think about it a lot