Lyrics Anxiety - Levi The Poet
And
knowing
how
i'd
shake
sometimes,
He
asked
if
i
could
help
explain
his
wife's
anxiety,
Saying
every
time
he
tried
to
be
her
sounding
board,
He
– in
his
lack
of
understanding
–
Became
more
an
object
of
envy
While
simultaneously
reflecting
her
own
disdain
for
The
stranger
she
found
herself
exchanged
for
in
his
chest
like
a
mirror
where
–
For
some
reason
–
The
love
behind
it
beat
at
regular
intervals
and
normal
patterns,
And
only
skipped
when,
and
i
quote,
"she'd
beat
electric
fists
into
me,
Like
defibrillating
a
healthy
heart
while
she
was
under
arrest."
And
she
begged
him
to
understand
but
– and
i
quote
– "i
can't"
And
knowing
how
she'd
shake
sometimes,
And
try
to
communicate
through
stutters
when
the
cogs
in
her
mind
jammed
And
caught
the
wheel
of
another
thought
vying
for
her
attention,
I
– oh
almighty
i
–
Became
more
a
silver
lining
Combined
with
a
witch
available
to
burn
depending
upon
the
outcome,
Like
maybe
my
tongue
could
breed
magic
that
douses
the
fires,
And
i
quote,
"staked
between
us.
They
are
high."
(And
i
surmised,
"and
getting
higher.")
Maybe
i'll
light
the
match
myself.
I
thought
of
my
own
wife
and
wondered
if
either
of
them
knew
What
they'd
gotten
themselves
into
When
they
got
into
it
With
us.
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