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 Well, the world is a sick machine breeding a mass of shit With such a desolate conclusion Fill the void with... I don't care 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 Well, the world is a sick machine breeding a mass of shit With such a desolate conclusion Fill the void with... I don't care I wanna jump out I wanna jump out I wanna jump out I wanna jump out