[Verse 1]

Little mama got a little pill to swallow

A little water to follow it down the tunnel

Got a lot of walls but the house is hollow

Got a lot of holes, never found the shovel

Panic attack, so what's the plan of attack?

You had to be had, you cut it in half, you had to react

You battle with your shadow from front to back

Stack up the stats, handle the math and that'll be that

Hold your head up, I know your fed up

But don't let it get up to the top of them steps love

Instead of playing with the pieces that got messed up

Get dressed up, we going out to catch the best buzz

Self-medicated, spirit on elevated

Help take the self-made self-hate and celebrate it

And I could tell you hated it when you felt naked

But the poison tastes great, wanna know how the hell they made it?

And if the dizzy don't kill you, the city will

Simply for the thrill of wiping up a sticky spill

Little tricky, get busy of a fifty bill

So take that little pill straight to your pretty grill



[Hook X8]

Here it comes, there it goes again

Panic attack



So what you drinking?  So what you popping?

So what you eating?  So what you dropping?

So what you smoking?  So what you sniffing?

So how you coping?  So what's the difference?



[Verse 2]

Contagious, it runs like the paint does

Sedate the sober and over anxious

The pages of pain that make the songs on the playlist

The renegade rain that jumped just to flood the basements

Look honey everybody needs a helper buddy

No body's drug free, the streets would be hella bloody

Do you call yourself a patient of a junky?

The only thing that separates is who takes your money

All smile like we're gonna go buck wild

Order up a shot, prescription filled up now

Pop another (what?) distracted by the rush while

We fight all night about what to name the lovechild

I'm on that go-nuts life that got that gold touch

Fresh, fly, wild, bold, what? Like the cold crush

No luck, don't hold much, just an old flush

Made up of hearts, Queen high off the faux-blush

Freak-outs speak out, and bleed out, and speak out

And reroute and seek out the weak crowd

If we doubt, but when I see it keep out the beast

I'll believe for now, it's all "peace, I got to be out"



[Hook X8]

Here it comes, there it goes again

Panic attack



Panic attack [X3]