Occupational Anxiety Lyrics by Adam Newling
I get down more than any other man
It’s hard to eat the pressure
It swells around and it fills me up
It makes me feel so bad
I get down more than any other man
I get mad without a reason
I drink to ease my rage
I’ll fill my lungs and hear all of the sounds
But I only see in red ’cause I’m too far gone
I get mad without a reason
Occupational anxiety
Is he telling me a way?
I’m losing myself in your pouring rain
Freaking out, you got me searching infidelity, fertility
Occupational anxiety is killing me
I get down more than any other man
And it’s hard to be sometimes