Panic
Panic is on the grow
The source of which I do not know
Struck motionless in a world on the go
I'll be knocked down on the very next blow
Racing
Going insane
Living in the fast lane
Traveling faster than a jet plane
Nothing to lose everything to gain
Gotta keep moving fast
Trying to get out of the past
Hoping my failures won't last
Trying to age in a blast
Sold Out
An artist with power over the masses carries a curse
They become a cash cow milked dry
Then they are a beaten dead horse
No longer a visionary just a fad
Just an emotional prostitute
Then a jingle in a commercial ad
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