Last night I was handsome, drunk and young
Today I don't know who I'm tryna be
Last night I was easy, free and fun
Today I got that heavy back in me

The air is slow and fat, you can cut the heat
Smell a city's worth of bodies, filling up the streets
So I just draw the curtains and make my retreat
Put the fan on, hide my headphones and then scroll myself to sleep

I think they call this modern anxiety
This modern life is getting the best of me

Last night I was all wrapped up in you
Today I don't know where I'm supposed to be
Last night I got served a different view
Today it's a bit difficult to breathe

'Cause people let you down in the Spring time
The Spring clean, 'cause who knows what Summer's gonna find
You really let me down in the Spring time
Now you're on my favorite bridge and I just have to keep riding by

I think they call this modern anxiety
This modern life is getting the best of me
I think they call this modern anxiety
This modern life is getting the best of me

(The best of me)
(I just have to keep riding by)

I think they call this modern anxiety (I just have to keep riding by)
This modern life is getting the best of me (I just have to keep riding by)
I think they call this modern anxiety (I just have to keep riding by)
This modern life is getting the best of me

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Writer(s): Joseph Salvat