Post Panic!
Post panic
Post panic
If you feel me, then you feel me
If you don't, you don't
Post panic
Shit hurts
Screaming, yelling, punching myself, I'm in a panic
Zero to a hundred, my hell is like a magnet
Pull me and retract, this battery up in my back outta juice
Now I'm speaking openly like Bruce
Acting like I couldn't see my truce
Walking home, tie an imaginary noose to hang from it
But if Poppa ever knew, ashamed I was
Proud to pursue, deranged
My family made it, nothing but recluses, clueless
Take a clue, it's Navy Blue, I'm still bruising
Can't choose all the feelings felt in unison
I'm seeing through newer lenses, need a bluer tint
True blues, soft hues from the upper realm
Gather the stars, catch 'em, let 'em go, I never fell victim, tricked 'em
Lead 'em to the hilltop and ditched 'em
Miss me with the bullshit, no sorrow kisses, death wishes
The heaviest, my heart and my head is
The sermon of a best friend
Guard down what I let in, let it fester, Electro
Best know, same silky made of Polyester
Pop shots, now the west end
Up front, Vardy in the middle of the city like Leicester
When it all boils down, I'm just a vector
Gotta let go 'cause I said so, uh
What I keep close doesn't mean I need you
Steep slopes, count it out, no other me voting
Need folks down and out the light, I need holding
Gotta let go 'cause I said so, yeah
What I keep close doesn't mean I need you
Steep slopes, count it out, no other me voting
Need folks down and out the light, I need holding
Hold it
Post panic
If you feel me, then you feel me
If you don't, you don't
Post panic
Shit hurts
Screaming, yelling, punching myself, I'm in a panic
Zero to a hundred, my hell is like a magnet
Pull me and retract, this battery up in my back outta juice
Now I'm speaking openly like Bruce
Acting like I couldn't see my truce
Walking home, tie an imaginary noose to hang from it
But if Poppa ever knew, ashamed I was
Proud to pursue, deranged
My family made it, nothing but recluses, clueless
Take a clue, it's Navy Blue, I'm still bruising
Can't choose all the feelings felt in unison
I'm seeing through newer lenses, need a bluer tint
True blues, soft hues from the upper realm
Gather the stars, catch 'em, let 'em go, I never fell victim, tricked 'em
Lead 'em to the hilltop and ditched 'em
Miss me with the bullshit, no sorrow kisses, death wishes
The heaviest, my heart and my head is
The sermon of a best friend
Guard down what I let in, let it fester, Electro
Best know, same silky made of Polyester
Pop shots, now the west end
Up front, Vardy in the middle of the city like Leicester
When it all boils down, I'm just a vector
Gotta let go 'cause I said so, uh
What I keep close doesn't mean I need you
Steep slopes, count it out, no other me voting
Need folks down and out the light, I need holding
Gotta let go 'cause I said so, yeah
What I keep close doesn't mean I need you
Steep slopes, count it out, no other me voting
Need folks down and out the light, I need holding
Hold it
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Writer(s): Sage Elsesser
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