The Panic Song

Ready for a cheap escape
On the brink of self-destruction
Widespread panic

Broken glass inside my head
Bleeding down these thoughts of Anguish
Mass confusion

There’s a plague inside of me
Eating at my disposition
Nothing’s left

Torn out of reality
Into a state of no opinion
Limp with hate

I wanna jump out!
I wanna jump out!
I wanna jump out!
I wanna jump out!