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Anxiety Trip Video (MV)




Performed By: Chrxstn
Language: English
Length: 2:41
Written by: Christian Mason, Simona Dimitrova




Chrxstn - Anxiety Trip Lyrics
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My lungs hurt
I'm still breathing
Vision blurred but
Still seeing
Been attatched to you for no reason
Just forget my face
'Cause I'm leaving
Trident on my back
Why I'm always looking back
Said the way we chat these circles
Why I'm always running laps
Ain't no need for lil' forgiveness
When your heart under attack
Hit the limit on the meter
'Cause they want us on the map
Huh
F*ck all that shit!
Done all my hours
I'm ready to dip
All that anxiety counter-the-feit
So let that anxiety pay for the trip
Huh
Ice might just cover the wrist
The way that blade shimmer
I know they stay pissed
All that white looking
Got him like whitney
But jump in the trailer
We're taking some pics
Uh, yeah, hey, yeah
I caught feelings for the
Feeling of the night, yeah
Venom still up in my system
So go be the villain
It's feeling alright
Huh
Don't know what she gave me
But I feel it getting wazy
Getting too narcotic in this party
Way too crazy
Whoa
Ain't here to talk to you!
The ambiance is new-
Still look dead up in the eyes!
Why the reaper never cries!
But you lied so
The honest did the time
Put that bet down on your momma
See how far I'll cross the line
Too dramatic with the addict on my side
But this wrist won't slit itself
How many reasons 'til he cries?
I invent emotion
Kill 'em with a potion
I thought that you known this
Niggas need to focus
You know where the soul lives
Sent me here to own this
Re-invented old Chris
Shot to that bitch like
Don't wish
When I get pissed
I don't miss
Stacking it up like gold bricks
Up in the vault got more hits
So I'll swing in this shit like I caught my lil' vibe
Huh
I told you its hidden inside
Still wanted more from the kid when he died
Switch that account just to bounce
Like we'd kill off an ounce in a minute
Aesthetic on fitted, huh
Ain't no sobriety with it
Can't no sobriety fit it
Hand me the ruger
I'm hunting for all you lil' niggas
Refusing to stand on your business
I made sad shit the law
I had to die
To remember how to cry
All alone, shit
I invent emotion
Kill it with a potion
I thought that you known this
Niggas need to focus
You know where the soul lives
Sent me here to own this
Go barcode your own wrist
Reaper really own this
My lungs hurt
I'm still breathing
Vision blurred but
I'm still seeing
Been attatched to you for no reason
Just forget my face
'Cause I'm leaving
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My lungs hurt
I'm still breathing
Vision blurred but
Still seeing
Been attatched to you for no reason
Just forget my face
'Cause I'm leaving
Trident on my back
Why I'm always looking back
Said the way we chat these circles
Why I'm always running laps
Ain't no need for lil' forgiveness
When your heart under attack
Hit the limit on the meter
'Cause they want us on the map
Huh
F*ck all that shit!
Done all my hours
I'm ready to dip
All that anxiety counter-the-feit
So let that anxiety pay for the trip
Huh
Ice might just cover the wrist
The way that blade shimmer
I know they stay pissed
All that white looking
Got him like whitney
But jump in the trailer
We're taking some pics
Uh, yeah, hey, yeah
I caught feelings for the
Feeling of the night, yeah
Venom still up in my system
So go be the villain
It's feeling alright
Huh
Don't know what she gave me
But I feel it getting wazy
Getting too narcotic in this party
Way too crazy
Whoa
Ain't here to talk to you!
The ambiance is new-
Still look dead up in the eyes!
Why the reaper never cries!
But you lied so
The honest did the time
Put that bet down on your momma
See how far I'll cross the line
Too dramatic with the addict on my side
But this wrist won't slit itself
How many reasons 'til he cries?
I invent emotion
Kill 'em with a potion
I thought that you known this
Niggas need to focus
You know where the soul lives
Sent me here to own this
Re-invented old Chris
Shot to that bitch like
Don't wish
When I get pissed
I don't miss
Stacking it up like gold bricks
Up in the vault got more hits
So I'll swing in this shit like I caught my lil' vibe
Huh
I told you its hidden inside
Still wanted more from the kid when he died
Switch that account just to bounce
Like we'd kill off an ounce in a minute
Aesthetic on fitted, huh
Ain't no sobriety with it
Can't no sobriety fit it
Hand me the ruger
I'm hunting for all you lil' niggas
Refusing to stand on your business
I made sad shit the law
I had to die
To remember how to cry
All alone, shit
I invent emotion
Kill it with a potion
I thought that you known this
Niggas need to focus
You know where the soul lives
Sent me here to own this
Go barcode your own wrist
Reaper really own this
My lungs hurt
I'm still breathing
Vision blurred but
I'm still seeing
Been attatched to you for no reason
Just forget my face
'Cause I'm leaving
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Writer: Christian Mason, Simona Dimitrova
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