8.Panic Song
Ready for a cheap escape
On the brink of self-destruction
Widespread panic
Broken glass inside my head
Bleeding down these thoughts of
Anguish, mass confusion
(Chorus)
The world is a sick machine
Breeding a mass of shit
Such a desolate confusion
Fill the void with...I don't care
There's a plague inside of me
Eating at my disposition
Nothing's left
Torn out of reality
Into a state of no opinion
Limp with hate
I wanna drop out
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