"Time to Panic" by Berkeley Social Scene

Open your eyes
Wipe the sleep away
Dreamt through the alarm
You were flying again
There is no time
To brush your teeth or hair
Your shirt needs pressing
You hope no one stares

You brace yourself, splash cold water on your face
In your head your boss's voice is screaming that you're late

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Your mistakes are no surprise
Pushed to the edge, now it's time to panic
Take a breath and count to ten

You missed the train
Things keep getting worse
It starts to rain
Now you're feeling cursed
You brought this on
Yourself a thousand times
What will it take
To make you stop this cycle of self crime?

Running through the streets, the city swallows you
Don't know if you can keep this pace, but somehow you get through

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And it's 6, 5, 4 more blocks to the office
3, 2, 1 more minutes and you're late
And it's 6, 5, 4 more blocks to the office
3, 2, 1 more minutes and you're late

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