Panic Attack

　　Atmosphere - Panic Attack

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　　Little momma got a little pill to swallow

　　A little water to follow it down the tunnel

　　Gotta lotta walls but the house is hollow

　　Got a lot of holes, never found the shovel

　　Panic attack, so what's the plan of attack?

　　You had to be had. You cut in half. You had to react

　　You battle with your shadow from front to back

　　Stack up the stats. Handle the math, and that'll be that

　　Hold your head up. I know your fed up

　　But don't let it get up to the top of them steps love

　　Instead of playin' with the pieces that got messed up

　　get dressed up, we goin' out to catch the best buzz

　　Self-medicated, spirit on elevated

　　Help take the self-made self-hate and celebrate it

　　And I could tell you hated it when you felt naked

　　but the poison tastes great, wanna know how the hell they made it?

　　And if the dizzy don't kill you, the city will

　　Simply for the thrill of wiping up a sticky spill

　　Little tricky get busy of a fifty bill

　　So take the little pill straight to your pretty grill

　　Here it comes, there it goes again. Panic attack.

　　Here it comes, there it goes again. Panic attack.

　　Here it comes, there it goes again. Panic attack.

　　Here it comes, there it goes again. Panic attack.

　　Here it comes, there it goes again. Panic attack.

　　Here it comes, there it goes again. Panic attack.

　　Here it comes, there it goes again. Panic attack.

　　Here it comes, there it goes again. Panic attack.

　　So what you drinking? So what you popping?

　　So what you eating? So what you dropping?

　　So what you smoking? So what you sniffing?

　　So how you coping? So what's the difference?

　　Contagious, it runs like the paint does

　　Sedate the sober and over anxious

　　The pages of pain that make the songs on the playlist

　　The renegade rain that jumped just to flood the bassment

　　Look honey everbody needs a help-up buddy

　　No body's drug-free, the streets would be hella bloody

　　Do you call yourself a patient of a junky?

　　The only thing that separates is who takes your money

　　All smile like we're gonna go buck wild

　　Order up a shot, prescription filled up now

　　Pop another (what?) distracted by the rush while

　　we fight all night about what to name the love child

　　I'm on that go nuts life that got that gold touch

　　Fresh fly wild bold what like the cold crush

　　No luck, don't hold much, just an old flush

　　made up of hearts Queen high off the faux-blush

　　Freak outs, leak out, and bleed out, and speak out

　　and reroute and seak out the weak crowd

　　And we doubt, but when I see it keep out

　　the beast I'll believe for now, it's all "peace, I gotta be out."

　　Here it comes, there it goes again. Panic attack.

　　Here it comes, there it goes again. Panic attack.

　　Here it comes, there it goes again. Panic attack.

　　Here it comes, there it goes again. Panic attack.

　　Here it comes, there it goes again. Panic attack.

　　Here it comes, there it goes again. Panic attack.

　　Here it comes, there it goes again. Panic attack.

　　Here it comes, there it goes again. Panic attack.