Panic In Between The Sheets

Panic in between the sheets
Soon gonna drive me down
Life never tasted sweet
When there's no one else around
Tears on a broken chain, I think I'm only here to feel
I teel another tale of pain, teel me if this one's real

A promise to myself-amazing
(What's amazing)
The conversation with myself is draining
(So draining)
This ideology is waining
(And I'm waiting for it)
Now all my promisses are not so feasible

Trouble in the dead of night
This is the reason I still pray
And if I'm black or white
Then who the fuck am I today
Blood in a masterpice, the only way to write down
Life never tasted sweet, when you are not around

A promise to myself-amazing
(What's amazing)
The conversation with myself is draining
(So draining)
This ideology is waining
(And I'm waiting for it)
Now all my promisses are not so feasible