The State That's Great

What state do I live in?
The constant state of anxiety
It’s where I’ve always been
There is no sanity

Paranoia is bountiful
Everything holds a trigger
You try to be careful
But it’s always bitter

Put your hands up and freeze
The barrels are pointed
Be careful not to sneeze
Regrets and fears, double jointed

It’s tough to live here
There’s never any peace
When happiness is coming near
It does nothing but cease

So come one, come all
To the freak show of a life time
Listen close and hear the call
Of those who hope, that’s their crime