Don't Panic (Now Panic)

Hold your head up and
Crash down on me
Make me feel
Like you're the only thing I can see
Don't look down from
Your perfect throne
Nothing good will come
Just a curve in your perfect spine
I don't want your
Cold or your disease
There's no safeguard
That can break your
Hold on me
Your hold on me
You have no courage
There's nothing to fear
Not much for you to prove
When you're grinning from ear to ear
From ear to ear

You don't panic
Until I panic
And you're quiet in my arms
You don't panic
Until I panic
And you're quiet in my arms

We got a front seat ticket to the shit show
We got a front seat ticket to the shit show
We got a front seat ticket to the shit show
We got a front seat ticket to the shit show
We got a front seat ticket to the shit show
We got a front seat ticket to the shit show
We got a front seat ticket to the shit show
We got a front seat ticket to the shit show



Credits
Writer(s): Rikki Mackenzie
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