don't know themselves Tired of learning, deprived of wealth Desperate days in dangerous times Words without meaning, words without rhyme Thoughts without motive, a panic for pride Where there's no room
Nasty habits are so hard to change In the spiral decline of a phobia Personality skips a generation Waves of fear crashing over you It?s a panic
's alright, she'll take care of you He stopped looking up at what might have been He left no room to turn around and change He's waiting for the panic
my planted schemes to be rich like a king and live my life trouble free I see, yesterday I called you names, and played games on your mind I promise that I'll change
o, she drove My eyes closed her nigga dozed, when I awoke Saw mad snow, we at her spot at the Poconos Bridge robes, crib hot as a stove She changed out
we were just contemplating changing the name of the band into something, I don't know...cooler. What have you got against the name "Psychostick?" Nothing. But its too late to change
[Eminem] Aww look at daddy's baby girl That's daddy baby Little sleepy head Yesterday I changed your diaper Wiped you and powdered you. How did you get
translate when my voice is read through a sismograph And a noise is bred, picked up and transmitted through Royce's head (AAHHH) Trapped him in his room
rock. And his wisdom filled gaze withdrew all panic and shock And unlocked an inner calm that let me float down to his depths Without any flailing shaking arms or panic
. I wrote a story, And we changed the ending-- Cathy, just look at me now! Hold on, facts are facts-- Just relax, lay low. All right, the panic recedes
fro Sheen of a queen on a booty shake scene Seen with a chick, a dude to make green Change colors, change cities, change dreams You can be in the game but you need to change
't know how but it bit me I hate sleeping, I'm afraid of the dark I can't believe these fucking dreams Would have me breathing so hard It's like a panic
arm, so are you ready? [Verse One: U-God] Yo, yeah, yo, yo Yo, yeah Check these high hats sting things moving through the rubbish Party robust, rec room
are growing dark what are we gonna do? the countries in a panic when i turn on the tube so maybe i'll just wake up in the afternoon you can change the
it's alright she'll take care of you He stopped looking up at what might have been He left no room to turn around and change He's waiting for the panic
the rules have changed here. I'm dragged down a hall like a bag and I look for a phone, other doors. Nothing but bare floors and brown boxes in small rooms
recordin' in the house) Ladies and gentlemen This the soundtrack (In the natural sound) Do not be alarmed (Children playin') Don't panic, be calm, yeah