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Off of the 2014 EP "Catharsis" originally released under the stage name Anomaly.

lyrics

Kill them with kindness and your favorite set of knives
I’m on the warpath now with no chemicals in sight
My head is a party and it’s getting crowded in here
So let’s switch out the music and change up the atmosphere
You’re in the back of the bus; I’m at the front of the line
You’re all fucked up and I am doing just fine
But I’ve got tunnel vision and you’re out of sight
So fuck who you are, you just became one of my lines
I invented this definitely damaged dark dialogue of deceit
That creeps in your dreams while you sleep and makes you scream
I am the purveyor of all of your wildest dreams and fantasies
But don’t think I won’t take a machete to your opinion of me
Sit down motherfucker; you think I care what you think?
You’re expendable just like the rest; I’ll throw your ass out with the kitchen sink
You wanted to experience the darkness within me
You just put a suicide bomber in the fucking pilots seat (KAMIKAZE)
People have always told me that living well is the best revenge
Well this whole album is about the laundry list of shit that I can’t stand
You’re just like, “Oh god, I guess Armando is pissed off again”
Bitch I’ve been pissed off since I was in fucking kindergarten
I have no filter; do you have a problem with that?
Fuck it, to thine ownself be true, that’s why I got that tat
I say what I wanna say and my psychologist promotes that fact
The psychotropics can’t even quiet the angst that I have
Yeah, 40 mgs of Geodon will keep me sane on the outside
But on the inside the Devil and God are having a fucking bar fight
And whoever wins is a product of whether I’m clean or not
So far I’m an atheist, so neither side has won a thought

You say I’m not a rapper
You say I’m not a poet
But what the fuck are you?
I haven’t seen you show it

There’s this condition I have that provokes me to rap
I invoke the spirit of William Burroughs but without the smack
That’s not to say that I’ve never been know to take a dab
Shit, I’d mainline a whole gram and chill out - I was bad
I know I’ve got problems, 100 for everyone of yours
But I’ve turned functioning in dysfunction into a chore
But people like me always keep coming back for more
So I’ve made sure to close all my windows and lock all of my doors
I’ve got this schizophrenic personality that never knows where it’s at
And a fragile mental state always on alert to not crack
I’m off that ketamine drip and back on that green tea fix
It’s nice to wake up in the morning and not feel like shit
Quitting was the easy part, maintaining it is the trip
But if I was back on that shit you wouldn’t be hearing this mix
Cuz you couldn’t get me out of bed with the jaws of life
Unless it was to piss, shit, score and get high
But I’m all about the struggle, it inspires the words that I write
I may be a sadistic asshole but I’m doing alright
And I may be manic as fuck but I’m more bark than bite
But if you’re going to talk down to me you better get your facts right
I don’t call you a hater, I call you a lesser form of life
Cuz you’re a parasite that feeds off of other people’s plights
Just to overcompensate for the emptiness you feel inside
And a constant resurgence of feelings of spite
But I share that struggle with you, we’re fellow soldiers in this fight
I speak for those who haven’t found their way into the light
Because I was on that same path and I didn’t like where it led
Being strung out of my mind with not a thought in my head
But now I’ve got the present of presence in the present
It’s like I’ve found the essentials of ecstatic essence
That still doesn’t stop my thought process from being demented
But I am who I am, so you better respect it

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from The E​.​P​.​'s of S​.​A​.​, Vol. 1, released December 8, 2014
Music, lyrics, & vocals: Armando Flores Jr. (Social Anxiety)

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