Things I Panic About Songtext
von Lauren O’Connell

I′ve got an arsenal of daggers
I've been keeping up my sleeve
And the sharpest words are in my mouth
Just kicking off my teeth

All good things end badly
If they ever end at all
But everything′s eventual
So why would I stall?

Thoughts go in but they don't come out
Until I'm talking in my sleep

(I′m not scared of being wrong
No, I′m just scared of never being right)


All my friends are aching
Over something in the way
And I am too but inevitably
Everything is gonna be okay
Whatever that means
But what the fuck does that mean?

Thoughts go in but they don't come out
Until I′m talking in my sleep

(I'm not scared of being wrong
No, I′m just scared of never being right)

...

And the trash can is filled to the brim
With coffee filters and apple cores
And the bottom is lined with broken glass
From allegories and metaphors
That don't help anybody anyway
They don′t help anybody anyway

Thoughts go in but they don't come out
Until I'm talking in my sleep