Anxiety, a fear that you have nothing more to gain
Foundation of society, anxiety, suppress it if you can
So run around your frantic track and lay you down to sleep
Anxiety for love of life, anxiety for pain
The angry crowd, those lost and found everybody's all the same
The poet's pen, these words I lend we all bend to anxiety
Anxiety, a feeling that you know you can't contain
foundation of society, anxiety suppress it if you can
What are we angry for?
A game of strange compulsion, our visceral convulsion
It's a world of laughter hidden by this world of fear and torment
Anxiety, a feeling that you know you can't contain
The quest for the truth, the quest for the gold
The righteous cry we end up all the same
Anxiety destroys us but it drives the common man
Anxiety destroys us but it drives the common man
To have more than the other guy
The caste of coffee-achievers didn't perform like they planned
Anxiety for love of life, anxiety for pain
Anxiety for love of life, anxiety for pain
We all need a common cure
The morning rush hour traffic is our play of false elan
Tomorrow's the redemption, we strive for that exception
That common goal for which you strive
We end up all the same, the common lie
Anxiety destroys us but it drives the common man
