Anxiety! — Who’s worried?
Anxiety! — Who cares?
Nothing much to plan for
‘Cause not much will be there.

We’ve been sold out by someone.
A singular pawn, alone in the endgame.
A king to protect, a king to destroy.
And blind determination to get to the other side.

To the other side where a promotion lies.
A shot to transform into a real power player.
Open up our options, exploit a few more freedoms.
And an increased probability to tip the balance in our favor.

Anxiety! — Who’s worried?
Anxiety! — Who cares?
Nothing much to plan for
‘Cause not much will be there.

To turn things around and put the pressure on
Those other simple pawns and the leader in their midst.
Backed into a corner, our offensive does offend.
Ruin and loss, how quickly you become us.

How quickly you become us when we believe in our advantage.
Make amends to no one as the sole point is to win.
No force on earth can avert this tactical advantage.
Oh yes, hell’s-a-coming when we reach the other side.

Anxiety! — Who’s worried?
Anxiety! — Who cares?
Nothing much to plan for
‘Cause not much will be there.

Anxiety! — Who’s worried?
Anxiety! — Who cares?
Cankerous, circuitous hopes and dreams
Are more than we can bear.

Anxiety! — Who’s worried?
Anxiety! — Who cares?
Nothing much to plan for
‘Cause not much will be there.
‘Cause not much will be there.
‘Cause not much will be there.