DIALOGUE+ - On the Edge of a Panic Attack

I'm prowling the streets, choking on grief
I'm tangled in turnpikes and I'm not quite sure how to leave
Reflect on a line, the glow of a sign
Am I chasing my passion or am I just wasting my time
Breath in, Breath out
Don't think too hard about it
Breath in, Breath out
Don't think too hard about it
The moment that you do
The feeling puts its hooks in you
You try to push it back
The seed's been sown
The backbone that you lack
The hand at your throat
The backbone that you lack

Written by:
Daniel Bradbury

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