When I have a panic attack it feels like my skin is crawling,
like something is gnawing.
I can't breathe..., but I'm breathing,
uncertain how long this will last.
Everything's going too fast.
Tight chest, dizziness, take the limelight.
I feel sick and I shake.
Is this real or fake?
Dying is my fear and I can't escape this state.
If you've ever felt like this, maybe you can relate.
And every moment of peace,
will begin to cease,
disrupted by heavy waves of agony.
I would happily discard this tragedy,
and all the reasons why they feel like fallacy's.
The snakes are still crawling,
my heart racing and pounding.
Drowning, I can take no more.
Only
When I have a panic attack it feels like my skin is crawling,
like something is gnawing.
I can't breathe..., but I'm breathing,
uncertain how long this will last.
Everything's going too fast.
Tight chest, dizziness, take the limelight.
I feel sick and I shake.
Is this real or fake?
Dying is my fear and I can't escape this state.
If you've ever felt like this, maybe you can relate.
And every moment of peace,
will begin to cease,
disrupted by heavy waves of agony.
I would happily discard this tragedy,
and all the reasons why they feel like fallacy's.
The snakes are still crawling,
my heart racing and pounding.
Drowning, I can take no more.
Only