It's here again.
panic panic panic panic
Each breath a stab in the lungs,
making me feel breathless.
My heart pumping, thumping, pumping.
Blood rushing through the veins faster than before,
chasing the adrenaline
which was rushing to spread throughout my body.
My brain is moving a mile a minute,
racing my thoughts to the finish line.
I'm shaking now, I can't feel my hands.
Is this what it's like to join the dance?
I've heard a lot about it,
they often call it a tango.
You're dancing with the devil,
he's run his nail down your arm and spread his poison
I'm having a panic attack.
panic panic panic panic panic panic
Breathe deep. Breathe deep. Breathe.
Take a breath.
Breathe. Breathe. Breathe deep.
Breaths I take.
Take a breath.
Take my life.
No, wait that's not right.
I'm dancing with the devil tonight.
Afterall, who doesn't like the tango?