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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Alex Crosby
Alex Crosby
Bass
Theresa Jarvis
Theresa Jarvis
Vocals
Rob Mason
Rob Mason
Drums
George Werbrouck-Edwards
George Werbrouck-Edwards
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Theresa Jarvis
Theresa Jarvis
Songwriter
Robert Edward Simon Mason
Robert Edward Simon Mason
Songwriter
Alex Crosby
Alex Crosby
Songwriter
George Werbrouck-Edwards
George Werbrouck-Edwards
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Alex Crosby
Alex Crosby
Producer
Theresa Jarvis
Theresa Jarvis
Producer
Tony Hoffer
Tony Hoffer
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

I'm sorry if I caused alarm and made you p-p-p-panic But see these voices in my head they drive me m-m-m-manic I tripped up, slipped up, did a bad thing I can't get no peace 'cause my mind r-r-r-rings I have always been attracted to the d-d-d-danger I cleaned up a little, yeah, but it was never a stranger All day, all night, never switch off Grave shift worker, now I'm my own boss (Ahhh) It was never, it was never enough My night paralysis screams, but nobody wakes up I ask politely, "Can I leave?", but there's a hole in my boat Oh I'm sinking, oh I'm sinking, oh I'm sinking (oh) P-A-N-I-C Your empty dеath threats ain't got nothing on me I'll take it to thе grave when I R.I.P, when I'm gone (You good for nothing son of a gun I'll take you down) Know your enemy when drowning your soul 'cause the drinks are free And the powder's cut up blow it all on me c-c'mon (You good for nothing son of a gun I'll take you down) You won't like me when you see me losing c-c-c-control I flipped the switch the day my personality got stolen Ripped off, pissed off, understatement And I've been living with this bitch, my new replacement Over and over and over again I tell her the rules, but she always breaks them Leaves me in a frenzy, leaves me to clean up It's sticky, so sticky, so sticky, I'm stuck P-A-N-I-C Your empty death threats ain't got nothing on me I'll take it to the grave when I R.I.P, when I'm gone (You good for nothing son of a gun I'll take you down) Know your enemy when drowning your soul 'cause drinks are free And the powder's cut up, blow it all on me c-c'mon (You good for nothing son of a gun I'll take you down) (Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh) (Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh) P-A-N-I-C Your empty death threats ain't got nothing on me I'll take it to the grave when I R.I.P, when I'm gone (You good for nothing son of a gun I'll take you down) Know your enemy when drowning your soul 'cause drinks are free And the powder's cut up, blow it all on me c-c'mon (You good for nothing son of a gun I'll take you down)
Writer(s): Alex Crosby, Theresa Jarvis, George Werbrouck Edwards, Robert Mason Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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