Panic Song - Green Day


Ready for a cheap escape

On the brink of self destruction

Widespread panic

Broken glass inside my head

Bleeding down these thoughts of

Anguish… mass confusion

The world is a sick machine

Breeding a mass of shit

With such a desolate conclusion

Fill the void with… I don’t care

There’s a plague inside of me

Eating at my disposition

Nothing’s left

Torn out of reality

Into a state of no opinion

Limp with hate