Anxiety
A dark electropop track fusing retro 80s synthpop and Italo disco: steady dance beat, gated snares, analog bass, lush synth pads, swirling arpeggios. Auto-pan and modulated chorus create spinning stereo effects, while reverb and ping-pong delays enhance the hypnotic vibe. Whispery and vocoded background layers drift left to right. Vocals are bold, theatrical, with expressive vibrato, playful rhythmic phrasing, spoken and whispered lines; group chants and harmonies add contrast and empower dramatic tension.
Anxiety
A dark electropop track fusing retro 80s synthpop and Italo disco: steady dance beat, gated snares, analog bass, lush synth pads, swirling arpeggios. Auto-pan and modulated chorus create spinning stereo effects, while reverb and ping-pong delays enhance the hypnotic vibe. Whispery and vocoded background layers drift left to right. Vocals are bold, theatrical, with expressive vibrato, playful rhythmic phrasing, spoken and whispered lines; group chants and harmonies add contrast and empower dramatic tension.
Lyrics
Intro – Whispered
You are not good enough
They don’t like you
You’re too loud, too much
You’ll never be enough
Verse 1
Lip gloss cracked, mind on fire
Smile sharp like a worn-out wire
Plastic dreams and medicated nights
Fake a laugh ‘til the panic bites
Mirror screams with a bitter face
Told me I’m the biggest disgrace
Can’t breathe, can’t sleep, can’t stay
But I fake it anyway
Pre-Chorus
(Whispered voices, spiral in my head)
"They don’t love you"
"They just fake it instead"
I put on glitter like it's armor
But baby, I’m a walking trauma
Chorus
Baby has anxiety
Every heartbeat lies to me
Baby hides behind the glam
Inside, I don’t know who I am
Tell ‘em, girls
Baby has anxiety
Can’t escape this enemy
Dancin’ with the dread I keep
Crying underneath the beat
Verse 2
Mascara floods, but I don’t care
If I’m gonna break, I’ll do it in heels and glare
He says I'm "beautiful, but a mess"
Guess he ain't wrong — I must confess
I try so hard to stay composed
But my brain’s a ghost in designer clothes
Paranoia in my perfume
Fear follows me in every room
Pre-Chorus – more power
(Turn it up, turn it into art)
They can't see this broken heart
I light the stage, I hit my mark
But I’m shakin’ in the dark
Chorus
Baby has anxiety
Every mirror lies to me
Baby hides behind the glam
Praying that they give a damn
Tell ‘em, girls
Baby has anxiety
Still I dance defiantly
Laugh so loud they never see
The war that’s going on in me
Bridge – Chant Style
You are not good enough
(But I still dance)
They don’t like you
(Still I dance)
You don’t make anything good
(Still I dance)
Everyone hates you
(But I’m still here, still here)
Final Chorus – Explosive
Baby has anxiety
But I won’t let it silence me
Baby cries, but she won’t quit
Every fear — I dance with it
Tell ‘em, girls
Baby has anxiety
And that’s my damn reality
But I’m still fierce, still free
Even with this enemy
Outro – Whispered
They don’t like you…
But I do.