Anathema - Panic [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1:Daniel Cavanagh]
You know you ain't going nowhere
You're stuck inside while the mind is flying
You said, you'd help me in the morning
Twisting on pins into my eyes
And dragging on the ceiling below you
Fixing up the walls with your crooked hands
While you're miles away, miles away, miles away

[Verse 2:Daniel Cavanagh]
I didn't think it'll all end up like this
There's spiders on the wall and they stink of piss
Dead heads lying in the corner
Staring at me, making me feel bad
I put my hands up to my eyes
But the holes in my palms let me find a way
To corner you, corner you, corner you

[Verse 3:Daniel Cavanagh]
I can't feel my chest because it ain't much
Sucking through my ski into my brain
Oxygen pushing on the window
Cracks in the glass, let it slip away
I start to cry and I keep on laughing
I close my eyes at what's left inside
And then I'll ran away, ran away, ran away

[Verse 4:Daniel Cavanagh]
For all the time this land
For all the time in my hand
Slip around in depth found
Calmness fall once again
Once again, once again, once again
Once again, once again, once again

[Verse 5:Daniel Cavanagh]
Razor blades floating in the warm bath
Air bubbles in your veins turning my hands black
Whispers coming from the next room
Window cleaner keep on spying
I put my hands up to my eyes
But the holes in my palms let me find
A way to corner me, corner me, corner me

[Verse 6:Daniel Cavanagh]
Twelve tonnes hammer for my breakfast
Slipping of the edge in catatonic blood
Multiple decibe inscriptions
Trying all they can in miles an hour
Our face gray and looming downwards
Sniffing all the time for an ounce of silence
Screaming all the way, all the way, all the way

[Verse 7:Daniel Cavanagh]
Numbers counting down inside me
Solar system thoughts circle round my head
False teeth hanging from the ceiling
Feet looking of the goms of the second son
I eat my hands cause my legs are crying
You broke my neck cause I snapped my spine
I wish you would die away, die away, die away

[Verse 8:Daniel Cavanagh]
To all the time in this land
And all the time in my hands
Circle round in depth found
Calmness fall once again, once again
Once again, once again