Panic at the Cisco

Sometimes it feels like

I'm choking on this breath

And I can't stand

This gripping in my chest

Irrational fear of premature death

I try to fight it

I'm giving it my best

Goddamn this feeling everyday

I hate the way it steals my days

They call it panic

As if it was okay

I want out

I gotta find a way

My pulse quickens

Sweat beading on my head

I toss and turn

In this prison-like bed

No one can hear me

Screaming in my mind

No bit of comfort

No solace I can find

Goddamn this feeling everyday

I hate the way it steals my days

They call it panic

As if it was okay

I want out

I gotta find a way

I feel madness clawing at the edges of my brain

I swear to God that I'm going insane

I feel madness clawing at the edges of my brain

I swear to God that I'm going insane

Goddamn this feeling everyday

I hate the way it steals my days

They call it panic

As if it was okay

I want out

I gotta find a way

I want out

I gotta find a way

I want out

I gotta find a way