Tytuł: Panic Attack

• Wykonawca: Finger Eleven
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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
  And now they're redemption's 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 round them
  Call to say what I'm missing and into a detail they always go
  Don't believe them but offer 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, panic attacks me now
  Seems like a fair redemption