Panic song

Ready for a cheap escape On the brink of self destruction Widespread panic Broken glass inside my head Bleeding down these thoughts of Anguish... mass confusion The world is a sick machine Breeding a mass of shoot With such a desolate conclusion Fill the void with... I don't care There's a plague inside of me Eating at my disposition Nothing's left Torn out of reality Into a state of no opinion Limp with hate The world is a sick machine Breeding a mass of shoot With such a desolate conclusion Fill the void with... I don't care I wanna jump out!