Post Panic!

I'm spinning

I'm spinning

If you feel me, then you feel me

If you don't, you don't

Post-panic

Shit hurts

Screaming, yelling, punching myself, I'm in a panic

Zero to one hundred, my hell is like a magnet

Pull me and retract, this battle re-up in my back

Outta juice, now I'm speaking openly like Bruce

Acting like I couldn't see my truce

Walking home, tie an imaginary noose

To hang from it, but if Papa ever knew

Ashamed, I was, proud to pursue, deranged

My family made it, nothing but recluses, clueless

Take a clue, it's Navy Blue, I'm still bruising

Can't choose all the feelings felt in unison

I'm seeing through newer lenses, need a bluer tint

True blues, soft hues from the upper realm

Gather the stars, catch 'em, let 'em go

I never fell victim, tricked 'em

Led 'em to the hilltop and ditched 'em

Miss me with the bullshit, no sorrow kisses, death wishes

The heaviest, my heart and my head is

The sermon of a best friend

Guard down, what I let in, let it fester, Electro

Best know, same silky made of polyester

Pop shots, now the West End

Up front, Vardy in the middle of the city like Leicester

When it all boils down, I'm just a vector

Gotta let go 'cause I said so, uh

What I keep close doesn't mean I need you

Steep slopes, count it out, no other me voting

Need folks, down and out, the light, I need holding

Gotta let go 'cause I said so, yeah

What I keep close doesn't mean I need you

Steep slopes, count it out, no other me voting

Need folks, down and out, the light, I need holding

Hold it