PANIC ATTACK

PANIC ATTACK

Thought I could fake this thing alright
Thought it could somehow get me by
Watching the doctors as they slide
Needles into my eye

Thought I could finally get around
Laughable symptoms keep me down
Faces I see all keep me blind
Now their redemptions mine

Now that I can't exchange actions for words
Now that I found these inside fears the worst
Now that I know there's no place left to hide
Can I become all I thought I might

As the leaders who follow
The path of whoever was standing around them
Call to say what I'm missing
And into a detail they always go
Don't believe them
But after condolences under the circumstances
All too often I'm missing the spirit to fit in
So call me out
Thought I could soundly sleep tonight
Positive clear and breathing right
panic attacks me now
Seems like a fair redemption.


-Finger Eleven