Help Me Find My Way

It’s the anxiety, it’s killin deep inside of me (yeah)
Just Baggage that attaches, a fucked up part of me (uh)
It’s Sad to think it’s all connected, and no one even sees (yeah)
Trust issues I’ve always had, and that shit goes deep

They say take, pills to get through the day (okay)
But I pray (dear lord), help me find my way
Through this maze, fuckin feelin dismay (okay) 
But I pray (dear lord), help me find my way

I’m Born a slave to this fucked up game (pop! pop!)
Fuck our minds are fried, and this is how we came (uh)
Numbin our pain for somethin to blame (yeah)
Dealin with the hate and  we fuckin insane (woo)

I never thought I’d ever take pity or feel shame
All these thoughts I got runnin through my brain
So fuckin high I can’t remember my name 
I’m Fuckin Killin myself like Kurt cobain (oh!)

It’s the anxiety, it’s killin deep inside of me (yeah)
Just Baggage that attaches, a fucked up part of me (uh)
It’s Sad to think it’s all connected, and no one even sees (yeah)
Trust issues I’ve always had, and that shit goes deep

To feel the real, the deal, the unstoppable pill
Keepin it a hunned bitch, get it, get your fill 
If u ain’t usin ‘em, I got a hunned dollar bill
Toss me some perc (woo) this shit ain’t real

They say take, pills to get through the day (okay)
But I pray (dear lord), help me find my way (I say)
Through this maze, feelin dismay (okay) 
But I pray (dear lord), help me find my way

It’s the anxiety, it’s killin deep inside of me (yeah)
Just Baggage that attaches, a fucked up part of me (uh)
It’s Sad to think it’s all connected, and no one even sees (yeah)
Trust issues I’ve always had, and that shit goes deep

Bro Trust me yall gonna remember my name (I say)
My minds so fried, nuthin new we all the same (same)
Always Numbin our pain for somethin to blame (yeah)
Deal with everything and damn we fuckin insane!(woo!)

But this is all just the game, we gotta find a way, make it out (yeah)
We do what we gotta do to get through No doubt
At this point I’m not sure I can do without (yeah)
Fuckin Killin myself like I’ve always known how

It’s the anxiety, it’s killin deep inside of me (yeah)
Just Baggage that attaches, a fucked up part of me (uh)
It’s Sad to think it’s all connected, and no one even sees (yeah)
Trust issues I’ve always had, and that shit goes deep

They say, take pills to get through the day (okay)
But I pray (dear lord), help me find my way (I say)
Through this maze, fuckin feelin dismay (okay) 
But I pray (dear lord), help me find my way (today)
They say, take pills to get through the day (okay)
But I pray (dear lord), help me find my way (I say)
Through this maze, fuckin feelin dismay (okay) 
But I pray (dear lord), help me find my way

Country rap, hickhop, southern, cloud rap, male, deep bass, snare drum, banjo, acoustic guitar