Panic

I wish I could stand without stumbling I've never had much symmetry End up on hands and knees Anxiety I'm learning to get a handle on myself But I feel like someone else And it feels like hell Take me, I've had enough Can't breathe when the going gets tough I'm on thin ice again Already sinking in my skin It always starts out like this When I start to shake, I can't shake it Try to feel alright again But right now I'm slipping under This shortness of breath with a twist The habit of panic Define me The illness I've become I'll prеss it to my lips And place the product on my tongue I'm finding relief in emptiness And I'm numb because of it But I'll take what I can get Take me, I've had enough Can't breathe when the going gets tough It's in-between And it can't be seen This living injury Anxiety I'm on thin ice again Already sinking in my skin It always starts out like this When I start to shake, I can't shake it Try to feel alright again But right now I'm slipping under This shortness of breath with a twist The habit of panic