One for depression and sadness
Two for the anger and spite
Three for those of us developing habits
For anxiety singing us asleep at night
One for depression and sadness
Two for the anger and spite
Three for those of us developing habits
For anxiety
Wake up, little birdy good morning
Take a deep breath and pull them socks up
You've had a lot of hard luck
But you're hot stuff
You gotta break a couple eggs
The only way to see the sunny side of life love
Go get that starbucks or folgers whatever
Will make this morning much better
Hit the clutch
Punch it in first
Do not brake, or reverse
Until you're clear out the state, in which you currently curse
The state of hurt
And its borders border west of depression
Heartaches and sadness, seem to nest in succession
Always leave you second guessing
The second the stress sets in
The soul is strong and willing, but the flesh is thin
So carry on
Carry on
Your wings are stronger
Than most the other birds in the throng
One for depression and sadness
Two for the anger and spite
Three for those of us developing habits
For anxiety singing us asleep at night
One for depression and sadness
Two for the anger and spite
Three for those of us developing habits
For anxiety
I know that feeling that you're feeling
When you're feeling down
Everyone's around, acting like they feeling
What you're feeling now
But your feelings drowned
By alcohol and sex
Fake smiles
Cigarette ash
Keeping it all in check
No self respect, is evident
When emotional suppression, Investments take precedence
To keep from suffering the present tense
Because you're trying to build a future
But your past got a stranglehold
Choking all development
Against intelligence
You pop pills so your feelings feel embellishment
But be chill, and know that you are relevant
Oh you are relevant
For you are heaven sent