Your name’s still in my phone

But I call no one

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You said “don’t overthink,” then left a silence

That stretched for weeks, dressed in defiance

I wear your absence like a dinner suit

Perfectly tailored for the unspoken truth

The rearview’s full of should-haves

And the mirror’s cracked like my doubt

I take corners like confessions

And brake just to scream without sound

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You lit a match and said “don’t fear the spark”

Then vanished while I caught fire in the dark

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My anxiety’s in the driver’s seat

It plays your voice on repeat

Tells me love was a street

I was never meant to reach

I buckle up for the panic ballet

With perfume ghosts in the ashtray

My anxiety’s got your face

Driving me through yesterday

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I changed my lock, not the routine

Still pass the place where we used to be seen

Your playlist auto-plays like a curse

Every line feels rehearsed

I sleep with the lights half-on

Pretending they’re your sighs

But it’s just neon lies

Behind eyelids too dry to cry

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You built a promise like a house of cards

And I believed it was Versailles in the dark

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My anxiety’s in the driver’s seat

Takes the long road through deceit

Reads your texts like sacred script

As my grip on reason slips

I buckle in for another scene

With dialogue ripped from a daydream

My anxiety’s got the wheel

And it doesn’t care how I feel

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“There’s no destination—just reruns of mistakes…”

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My anxiety’s in the driver’s seat

And it won’t pull over for peace

It whispers “you miss them” on beat

While I scream through clenched teeth

It maps regret with cruel precision

Haunted by half-made decisions

My anxiety’s got control

And I’m paying the toll

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“Don’t overthink,” you said.

I didn’t. I felt instead.