Power of Panic

I'm sick of feeling like I'm in a box

I'm so crazy that I can't be diagnosed

Do the doctors really know

What they're spewing out

Or are they just robots feeding us scraps

I'm a human being not a rat

Fueling all my problems while I rot

Will my whole life feel like i'm in a cage

Or will I turn my panic into something great

I feel like I could cry I ain't even sad

Emotions eating me alive now I'm shaking bad

And the more they fight with me I wanna fight back

Had to fuck around and find out

When I take benzos

I hate myself

On Lexapro

I'm someone else

I tried it all

But nothin' helps

Every day I hope to hell that I can harness

Every day I hope to hell I can harness