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I can't feel my toes or my fingertips

My chest is pounding so fast I can't keep up with it

I'm losing it, fuck, and I just wanna quit

And I'm clenching my face, and I'm touching my dick

I need a fix ANA fix and I'm sick of this

Showing people my tricks and my ticks

Ana judging me

Judging my fucking sex ANA x ANA x

And I'm faking just to stay in my body

I'm nervous, I can't fucking stand it

Well if that's what they're giving me

The pills are my necessity now

You won't fix my attitude

Cause ANA does it better than you

(ANA does it better)

ANA, you saved my soul

Can you let me have my heart for a minute?

Yea-hah

(I need you)

Ok I'm sick

Not the kinda sick that lands you in the doctor

Not the kind that makes you weak and then heals you stronger

It's the kinda sick that turns your legs into spaghetti

The kinda sick that makes your blood burn and your bones heavy

The kinda sick that makes an atheist pray for Jesus

The kinda sickness that turns your power into weakness

And I'm sick of being sick for this whole fucking place to witness

And I'm living a sick life that most people call privileged

And they're kinda right, but I'm still sicker than I can cope with

ANA, you saved my soul

Can you let me have my heart for a minute?

I suffer for a living

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