It's hard to explain, what makes a person anxious

Eyes, all under my skin

Analyse before their Diagnosis



Take a seat tell us when it started

Clear your thoughts

Time for mind, probing



Suddenly first the rush

Pressure in my brain

Molecules explode, like drops of rain

Blinded I can't see, their reality

Trapped in my hell, will I ever break this spell



My blood, boils under my skin

Nervously, scratching the first reaction

How, how shall it end

It's driving me, totally 'round the bend



Mystified by their own conclusions

Given time they'll start, mind probing



They keep probing your mind