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Panic
Anxiety plays its own games tonight
What if this, what if that, will I be dead
Hyper awareness, senses aren't right
Chattering, shivering, filling with dread.
Who's there in the shadows, do I hear noise?
Paranoid mental case coming for me
Plays with my thoughts like a baby its toys
Won't you leave! My mind doesn't want to see.
Huddled in a corner. Leave me alone!
Chaotic, pandemonium all around
Everyone hates me, all my fears have grown
Rescue me from myself, do I need bound?
No. The sedatives now rule my blood stream
Numbness fills me. I close my eyes and dream.
What if this, what if that, will I be dead
Hyper awareness, senses aren't right
Chattering, shivering, filling with dread.
Who's there in the shadows, do I hear noise?
Paranoid mental case coming for me
Plays with my thoughts like a baby its toys
Won't you leave! My mind doesn't want to see.
Huddled in a corner. Leave me alone!
Chaotic, pandemonium all around
Everyone hates me, all my fears have grown
Rescue me from myself, do I need bound?
No. The sedatives now rule my blood stream
Numbness fills me. I close my eyes and dream.
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