There's a crazy feeling
Creeping up my spine
Pieces of glass
All across my path
Ever since I was a child
Anxiety - always fancy-free
There's a faceless Messiah
Getting stoned in my brain
Who says he's on the phone
With a certain someone
I cannot remember the name
Anxiety always fancy-free
It pulls me down at the speed of sound
Then it makes me scream:
Anxiety - always fancy-free