Optimus Rhyme - Anxiety lyrics

I feel that I'm fairly well I feel that I'm fairly well I feel that I'm fairly well adjusted mostly But I hate it when these people stand closely Most folks just love hittin' parties Bust through the door, run and hug everybody Not me; I kinda creep in slowly Scan the room for people that know me And if it's none then holy crap Somebody gotta hold me back And if the keg is tapped then I'm on it I mean on and on and on on it And if you paid a little more to get the good pour Then you know Wheelie be on it But I don't want to be the one that's stuck Head in the toilet, throwin' up I wander back home then I wonder what That I did to get my head hit and thumped Now listen I can't relate And you better stand back three feet away Because my head gets red and I start to shake And it's clear that I got a problem, OK? cause I am an R-O-B-O-T-I-C M-I-C freak Human anxiety, A-A-A-Anxiety I am an R-O-B-O-T-I-C M-I-C freak Human anxiety, A-A-A-Anxiety And if I gotta speak up, then I start to sweat In a room full of people that I've never met You know I'd rather be home stuck in the apartment Cause my shirt's now soaked through, soppin' wet And oh God, here we go, not again My heart starts beatin' faster and then I can't breath I'm all filled with phlegm I can't see cause I got tunnel vision, on crack It's a panic attack, somebody grab me the paper sack I knew it'd be bad when the room was packed And now I feel myself faintin', fallin' back, I mean STAT I think I need some medication Cause I'm always in these bad situations And I swear that I'll be a good patient I hate it when I gotta be sedated and complacent Face it, I could use some therapy Cause I always feel these people gotta stare at me Tweakin' like I'm on methamphetamines This is why everybody's always ahead of me I am an R-O-B-O-T-I-C M-I-C freak Human anxiety, A-A-A-Anxiety I am an R-O-B-O-T-I-C M-I-C freak Human anxiety, A-A-A-Anxiety Bring the Jackson 5 back Bring the Jackson 5 right back, bring ‘em back Bring the Jackson 5 back Bring the Jackson 5 right back, bring ‘em back, Stumblebee Bring the Jackson 5 back Bring the Jackson 5 right back, bring ‘em back, Powerthighs Bring the Jackson 5 back Bring the Jackson 5 right back, bring ‘em back, everybody Bring the Jackson 5 back Bring the Jackson 5 right back, bring ‘em back! Now my head isn't really that bad, is it? My therapist told me that last visit I have considered benefits of better livin' But I'm givin' up on it, I need a hand, get it? Got it? Good tell me what I should Do to try to repair what is wrong under my hood Should I pay some white-suited dude To look into the circuits of my mind? But I need much more than a mechanic, though I feel weird bot, yo I can't stand it, so I get stressed out, bout to hit panic mode Need help, better hand me the antidote because I am an R-O-B-O-T-I-C M-I-C freak