I feel ill

My anxiety slips away
Off five sleeping pills stepping off a plane

I remember the days it was all so simple
Some things don't equate no I don't see a symbol
With make up your prettier no insult
I'm spinning out I'm waking up and I feel ill

Would you stop my train thought
Don't count the bags I've bought
You know I'm yours of course
It's dangerous when I get bored

I remember the days it was all so simple
Some things don't equate no I don't see a symbol
With make up your prettier no insult
I'm spinning out I'm waking up and I feel ill