Panic Music

False alarm
Empty guns
Mediocre life
Restless ones
I got defeated this way
So idiots don't follow me

Boy to man
What's the point
Idiots in my life
Thanks a lot
I got defeated this way
So idiots don't follow me
Don't follow me

Consider me done
I'm lost and I can't see the sun
Oh lord I've begun (creating black holes)
And why do I lie to myself
Pretend that I'm sane, sane, sane!
I'm back again (creating black holes)
I search the stars being sad
(Creating black holes)
I search the stars being sad

False alarm
Empty guns
Mediocre life
Panic comes
I got diseases in me
So idiots don't follow me

Boy to man
What's the point
Idiots in my life
Thanks a lot
I got defeated this way
So idiots don't follow me
Don't follow me

Consider me done
I'm lost and I can't see the sun
Oh lord I've begun (creating black holes)
And why do I lie to myself
Pretend that I'm sane, sane, sane!
I'm back again (creating black holes)
I search the stars being sad
(Creating black holes)
I search the stars being sad



Credits
Writer(s): Christian Dick Michelle Berg, Nicklas Karl Stenemo
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