Power of Panic

I'm sick of feeling like I'm in a box I'm so crazy that I can't be diagnosed Do the doctors really know What they're spewing out Or are they just robots feeding us scraps I'm a human being not a rat Fueling all my problems while I rot Will my whole life feel like i'm in a cage Or will I turn my panic into something great I feel like I could cry I ain't even sad Emotions eating me alive now I'm shaking bad And the more they fight with me I wanna fight back Had to fuck around and find out When I take benzos I hate myself On Lexapro I'm someone else I tried it all But nothin' helps Every day I hope to hell that I can harness Every day I hope to hell I can harness