Panic in her mind just hit

Like an actress on the screen

Caught in certain kinds of things

Make your personality scream

Tied to lies and alibis

She bends to pick up the words

I'm a little tired of the up and down

Of the common race

But what if we pray tonight?

Hollow is the crowd tonight

Feathered and unreal

Followers of sheep in flight

Or fancies in the field

Suckers they have always been

Suckers they remain

Time is flowing red

What's it like?

Riverhead

But you never know

Is she high or low?

You gotta be brave tonight

Panic in her mind again

She can't deal the real

Teacher smacks the good book

Unto her head, says God is fear

What's it like?

Accidents won't happen

If you never leave your home

Keep that soul like a thoroughbred

The first one will let it roam

Your mind will snap, it can't be held back

Imagination's a mother

Time is flowing red

What's it like?

Riverhead