Panic! - The Briggs

I made it out of the maze

I cleared the smoke and the mirrors away

All that remains is the honest truth

but it’s the same mistake

That I made last week

fell back in the trap

Every breath I breathe

barely makes it past my teeth

'cause these same vises occupy my mind

And I opened up the cage to find

that the beast locked inside

didn’t want to be saved

Panic makes all of my decisions for me

No rational thought just a quick jerk of the knee

I am alive

Despite my pain and strife

My salvation lies in every note

Sent from my heart straight to my throat

I bleed for my anger

I hold onto my youth

till my hands shake from this white knuckle grip

But I’ve got a gold medal in failure

I climb up to the highest block

I felt the cold down my spine from their empty accolades

And my passion becomes comatose

But like these notes these problem won’t

resolve themselves

Panic makes all of my decisions for me

No rational thought just a quick jerk of the knee

I am alive

Despite my pain and strife

My salvation lies in every note

Sent from my heart straight to my throat

I bleed for my anger

I hold onto my youth

till my hands shake from this white knuckle grip

And my body is sick from this thinking

And my body is sick from the drinking

Everybody knows what I’m thinking

Everybody but me

And my body is sick of this thinking

And my body is sick from the drinking

Everybody knows what I’m thinking

Everybody but me

and my mind is weak from this sickness

Head to toe engulfed in this weakness

At least I know that I still have feeling

I am alive

Despite my pain and strife

My salvation lies in every note

Sent from my heart straight to my throat

I bleed for my anger

I hold onto my youth

till my hands shake from this white knuckle grip