Panic Attack - Finger Eleven

Thought I could fake this thing alright
Thought it could somehow get me by
Watching the doctors as they slide
Needles into my eye

Thought I could finally get around
Laughable symptoms keep me down
Faces I see all keep me blind
And now they're redemption's mine

Now that I can't exchange actions for words
Now that I found these inside fears the worst
now that I know there's no place left to hide
can I become all I thought I might

as the leaders who follow the path of whoever was standing round them
call to say what I'm missing and into a detail they always go
don't believe them but offer condolences under the circumstances
all too often I'm missing the spirit to fit in so call me out

thought I could soundly sleep tonight
positive clear and breathing right
panic attacks, panic attacks me now
seems like a fair redemption