
Panic
Center is where I see myself 
In the beginning I'm sitting in 
The middle of a crowded Room 
Nobody hears me trying to reach 
Out just trying to scream out. 
I'm so pathetic is how I see myself 
I'm just a joke I'm running out this life 
People tell me not to waste it but 
How can I taste it when I never lived 
When I never loved when I never lied. 
I'm just a stain I'm trying to make my mark 
On a spot that's been dark for a long time 
Been along time since I've panicked broken down 
The systematic life that god gave me. 
So try to save my faith that's going out 
The window that I'm looking' down from 
One more step and ill be on the ground 
From a sinner try and tell me I am a true 
Believer well ho I never was. 
You'll probably run and hide 
Life reality hits me in the stomach 
Aches like a fist in my mouth 
I should have said nothing to make 
Everything fall apart in my face 
Well you're the one who's crying 
So try to see the world through the 
Flipside running out of line with no 
Ever watching my back ah cold 
Never seem to realize 
I'm not your want to be
Autor(es): ESCARENO VICTOR H, DUENAS JOSE LUIS, NAVARRETE PEDRO ANTONIO









