Anathema – Panic (Guitar)

Dm
You know you ain't going nowhere

Dm
You're stuck inside while the mind is flying

Bb
You said, you'd help me in the morning

Bb
Twisting on pins into my eyes

      Dm
And dragging on the ceiling below you

C
Fixing up the walls with your crooked hands

              Gm
While you're miles away, miles away, miles away

Dm
I didn't think it'll all end up like this

Dm
There's spiders on the wall and they stink of piss

Bb
Dead heads lying in the corner

Bb
Staring at me, making me feel bad

   Dm
I put my hands up to my eyes

         C
But the holes in my palms let me find a way

    Gm
To corner you, corner you, corner you

Dm
I can't feel my chest because it ain't much

Dm
Sucking through my skin into my brain

Bb
Oxygen pushing on the window

Bb
Cracks in the glass, let it slip away

    Dm
I start to cry and I keep on laughing

    C
I close my eyes at what's left inside

               Gm
And then I'll ran away, ran away, ran away

             Bb        F
For all the time this land

             Dm
For all the time in my hand

       Bb              F
Slip around in depth found

          Dm
Calmness fall once again

       Bb         F            Dm
Once again, once again, once again

       Dm         Bb           C
Once again, once again, once again

Dm
Razor blades floating in the warm bath

Dm
Air bubbles in your veins turning my hands black

Bb
Whispers coming from the next room

Bb
Window cleaner keep on spying

   Dm
I put my hands up to my eyes

         C
But the holes in my palms let me find

          Gm
A way to corner me, corner me, corner me

Dm
Twelve ton hammer for my breakfast

Dm
Slipping off the edge in catatonic blood

Bb
Multiple decibel inscriptions

Bb
Trying all they can in miles an hour

Dm
Our face gray and looming downwards

  C
Sniffing all the time for an ounce of silence

          Gm
Screaming all the way, all the way, all the way

Dm
Numbers counting down inside me

Dm
Solar system thoughts circle round my head

Bb
False teeth hanging from the ceiling

Bb
Feet looking of the goms of the second son

  Dm
I eat my hands cause my legs are crying

      C
You broke my neck cause I snapped my spine

                 Gm
I wish you would die away, die away, die away

             Bb          F
To all the time in this land

             Dm
And all the time in my hands

         Bb             F
Circle round in depth found

         Dm
Calmness fall once again

       Bb         F            Dm
Once again, once again, once again

       Dm         Bb
Once again, once again