Caught without an option
No time to understand
A desperate situation
With no one to command
Terrors on the move
No futures in our sight
Now torments call us
Like dogs in the night
We're taken by surprise
For madness holds the edge
Rebellions on the rise
Panic on the streets
Chaos running rampant
We're all in disarray
We flee beneath the smoke screen
To hide and find a way
We salvage what we can
To overcome the strike
To lick our wounds in haste
And pray for the night
No chance in fighting back
We can't withstand another attack
With mayhem rising fast
We cheated so far
We know we'll never last.
Panic in the streets
Panic - Panic in the streets
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