Modern Anxiety

Last night I was handsome, drunk and young
Today I don't know who I’m trying to be
Last night I was easy, free and fun
Today I got that heavy back in me

The air is slow and fat, you can cut the heat
Smell a city's worth of bodies filling up the streets
So I just draw the curtains and make my retreat
Put the fan on high, my headphones in and scroll myself to sleep

I think they call this modern anxiety
This modern life is getting the best of me

Last night I was all wrapped up in you
Today I don't know where I’m supposed to be
Last night I got served a different view
Today it's a bit difficult to breathe

'Cause people let you down in the spring time
A spring clean 'cause who knows what summers gonna ring
You really let me down in the spring time
Now you're on my favourite bridge and I just have to keep riding by

I think they call this modern anxiety
This modern life is getting the best of me
I think they call this modern anxiety
This modern life is getting the best of me