Worrykill by Rare Birds ATL

Verse
When all around me rages, I will be quiet still
With glasses, bowls and pages, all wait for me to fill
Stick my finger with the quill
Chorus
Sip in silence
Drink my fill
Leave be subsidence
And its sweet sugar pill
In the quiet and the still
Is universal worry kill
Verse
Following the ageless echo of the whippoorwill
Through hollows old and ancient to the candle on the sill
Tell me is it burning still?
Chorus
Bridge
Say doctor, doctor can you help me please
I’m all ate up bad with anxieties
And I’m falling out of my brain
I can’t sleep, can’t eat, bout to drive insane, it’s like
Oh, do you have a little something to soothe my soul?
Said oh, have you got something for me?
Chorus

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