Anxiety is the best weight suppressor for me. Metabolism spikes through the roof.
Lyric
And I want to take you down, but your soul cannot be found
It doesn’t matter much you see, ’cause your disease is killin’ me
And you know it’s only right, ’cause it feels like paradise
And I know nothin’ is for free, ’cause your disease is killin’ me
-Saliva, Your Disease