Gluten Free Analogy Lyrics

Doctor will not call

To tell you if that fax you sent

Went through

And you're feeling disaster

Every time you master

What you learn is true

And on a scale from one

To ten you are a three

You are not feeling well

All you want to do is breathe

But when you come into my mind

Your troubles are real and so are mine

Anxiety inside your bones

Runs straight to me while in our home

Oh I do not want you to run away from me my dear

But there are certain things inside you that do not warrant fear

And on a scale from one

To ten you are a three

You are not feeling well

All you want to do is breathe

All you want to do is breathe