Thought you were my panic room
I thought you were my panic room
My safe place one escape hide away from all the hate
I thought you were my panic room
Gotta get out gotta get out gotta get out
Get away from here
And confront my fear
Trying to shout trying to shout trying to shout
But no one can hear
Can you hear?
Your panic room
Feels like a prison
I warned you but you wouldn’t listen
As I open my eyes
I can see the light
Like I’ve been baptised
And now I feel alive
Every word you’re saying
Is all so fake and I’m not gonna take it
There’s no point in trying
‘cause you’re just lying
You won’t see my crying
These four walls are closing in
Paranoia triggering
Your mind games won’t change slowly driving me insane
These four walls are closing in
Gotta get out gotta get out gotta get out…
I’ll wash the dirt you left on my skin
I’ll burn the clothes I’ve been sleeping in
I won’t look back ‘cause I’m moving on
Into the light into the light into the light
I’m running faster now
As I open my eyes…
Panic Room was written by Emma Stevens & Pete Woodroffe.
Panic Room was produced by Pete Woodroffe.