I feel energy crackle and spin under my skin
Desperate for a release I know I can’t provide
I wriggle in my chair and feel my mind start to spin alongside the lightning in my blood and
It hurts to be alive
But I don't want to stop

When I get this way I know what it is to be desperate
I know what it is to be afraid
Because I have to move but I can’t and I don’t know what’s behind the third door I think I might explode
What does it say about me that I’d rather explode
Than walk out of this place where I don’t even want to be?