[Verse 1: Eligh]

A convict in my own body

Crazy's what they think about me

Odds what they call me

I can feel the pressure in my chest push down on me

Nervous system vibration so uncomfortable and dis-arming

Man, he's so chill, never talks to much he looks so peaceful in his ways

But you turn him inside out you see the beast is on display

And the prayers on repeat in the brain, no fair

No contest in the game that's lost over and over again my friend

Chronic is the way to explain intensity and velocity

Feelings keep accosting me like a young bully in a dark ally with mis-directed animosity

Most friends can't comprehend your plight

Which isolates you further inward to make a harder fight

I swing my right hand then my left, trying to catch my sanity and my breath

Sometimes I can't stand to be me, that's just a fact

ANX my anthrax and a blessing in disguise

To help my open up my inner eyes

[Hook: Eligh]

I'm a feel these feelings but ill never let them take me over

Yea it hurts for a minute, but I take it to the limit I'm a soldier

Repeat

I'm a fortunate one, a fortunate one (x4)

[Verse 2: The Grouch]

We don't come into this world knowin' all, growin' backwards

If we never faced struggle in the bubble well that's a curse

My nerves stirred worse

Drinking numb numb juice to quench thirst

What they call it liquid courage for?

When after it's over you're weaker than before

Your powers' got to reach you at the source

Build it up like blocks little boys

In a box with many locks, a few keys

Relearning how to breathe maybe a very basic tool to set you free

Now fly like an eagle

I'm dropping all this baggage

Gonna ride like a Regal

Cause I don't like not being

Controller of my destiny in charge of my feelings

Anxiety, stress, panic, depressed

Can you make it past that? Yes!

[Hook: Eligh]

I'm a feel these feelings but ill never let them take me over

Yeah it hurts for a minute, but I take it to the limit I'm a soldier (x2)

[The Grouch]

I'm a fortunate one, a fortunate one (x4)

[Verse 3: Prof]

Can't get away, It's like I'm froze in time

How people find their happiness, It blows my mind

I'm not easily confused but i'm not easily amused either

Back broke, knee blown out, hold tight

People looking' at me like I'm on the wrong flight

Put on my clown face, swallow down a cinder block

Anxiety biting me weather if it's win or not

I know everybody but I don't know anybody

Anybody out there? Tell me who do really love me

I'm an astronaut lost in space

Sittin' here, touching' myself like I've lost my face

I haven't seen green leaves on a tree in a grip

It's grey outside and it smells like piss

But i'm a Samsonite man, gotta keep it rollin' on

Mama didn't raise no bitch, so I soldier on

[Hook]

[Prof]

I'm a fortunate one, a fortunate one (x4)