Logic, Lucy Rose - Anziety lyrics

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' get up
Gon' get up, get up, get up, get up
I’ma get up in your mind right now
Make you feel like dying right now
I’ma make you pray to God
To the good old Lord for a sign right now
To the good old Lord
I’ma get up in your mind right now
Make you feel like dying right now
I’ma make you pray to God
To the good old Lord for a sign right now
To the good old Lord

"I’ma make it some day some
How" what you telling 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
Its like ohhh I'ma bring it
Back to the basics nobody can erase it
People in the street going ape shit
Battling depression but nobody wanna say shit
I'ma bring it back to the basics
I'ma bring it back to the basics
I'ma get up, get on that’s what I been on
Fuckin' with your mind, tryna turn shit on
But they want to paint me as a villain
Even though I’m here to open their mind
Through the rhyme of life
I gotta open their mind and
Design the right time
To make a decision and get
In 'em like an incision
'Cause I'ma hit 'em and give 'em livin'
They wonder what I’m giving
I'ma never give in
I gotta let everybody know
I'm in their mind right now

I’ma get up in your mind right now
Make you feel like dying right now
I’ma make you pray to God
To the good old Lord for a sign right now
To the good old Lord
I’ma get up in your mind right now
Make you feel like dying right now
I’ma make you pray to God
To the good old Lord for a sign right now
To the good old Lord

I'ma bring it back to the basics
Nobody can erase it
People in the street going ape shit
Battling depression but nobody wanna say shit
Why nobody wanna say:
I been living with this everyday
Why nobody wanna say: Everything will be ok
I'ma bring it back to the basics
Everything will be okay
I remember somehow, someway
I remember somehow, someway
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 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 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 course
I’m so in control of my mind and my body
But 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 recognize grown
Ups don’t really know shit
And they never did and it scares me
Cause now I’m just a grown
Up who doesn’t know shit
But one thing is I do know 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