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