Anxiety Attack

There's a feeling at rise,

it grinds my teeth, stings lungs,

first instinct "draw with my guns" instead I just turn

to run, run from the path of the first born son.

what's done is done and I know all and above time is not always enough no,

its not always enough, not always enough not always enough.

forget what you think what you believe what you know,

cause in the end, its only you alone.

all I ever wanted to be was a father to you. Just like my father was to me.

If I admit to the guilt have faith and try to believe

will forgiveness set me free?

Not a chance in hell.

so forget what you think what you believe what you

know, when you finally reach the end it is you who

stands alone. against your foes and the people you love the most.

face your ghosts!

you know this story is fucking getting old all I ever

wanted to be was a father to you just like my father

was to me, if I admit to the guilt have faith and try

to believe will forgiveness set me free?

there's a feeling at rise,

it grinds my teeth, stings lungs first instinct "Draw

with my guns" instead I just turn to run,

run from the path of the first born son what done is

done and I know all and above time is not always enough

no its not always enough not always enough not always enough no