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Anxiety's calling You live near your fellow to escape yourself You try to be proud of it As a virtue, I can read in your lack of sense Living, screaming, all you do is useless You're anxious about your fellow And you've back beautiful words Your ill love around him Is nothing more than hate of yourself Searching your ego Is the better way to know yourself You have to be proud of it As a virtue to be a man Living, screaming, all you do is useless You're anxious about your fellow And you've back beautiful words Your ill love around him Is nothing more than hate of yourself Freedom of being us Set us free from pain and fears We found more than ourselves now You're anxious about your fellow And you've back beautiful words Your ill love around him Is nothing more than hate of yourself From Letras Mania