Panic Song - Green Day

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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