David Ford - Panic lyrics

Exactly where should I begin? Forgive me father, I have sinned Caught perpetuating wrongs I screamed an accusation Yet convinced that still I can Somehow be better than I am If I could only bring myself to step in one direction Now all the progress I have made has left me bitter and afraid I'll bolt the doors and let the trappings of my life surround me And hope to God nobody calls I'll trust the scratching in the walls To be my comfort and my shelter from the world around me Ignore the whisper on the wind Forgive me father, I have sinned Right now I swear I'd cling to anything you'd care to show me To save me from improper thoughts, a modern miracle of sorts Against the tide of advertising and survival only A precondition has been set And every new potential threat must be eradicated from the face of all that's sacred And none shall stand before the cause I'll be hysterically yours And deaf to any reason, evidence or explanation So tell me what have I become? A middle finger to the sun I traded fireworks for love and I was left with nothing But paper shards and empty shells A burst of sulfur blown to hell It just might be that all this history has taught me something It's taking lessons from the past I won't build anything to last, but engineer to fall apart the day the warranty expires So keep the wheels turning round Keep the flag pinned to the ground Just don't look back and don't look down In fact, just don't look at all Or you'll see opinion dressed as fact and definitions inexact Explain away the darkest days as misinterpretation It''s like the dumbing down It''s the dumbing down It''s the dumbing down It''s so uncouth Like there's one single f**ing truth Like good and bad or right and wrong could be so uncomplicated Swagger dripping from the stage I curse the impatience of the age It all takes time, and time is money Money talks, and talk is cheap Cheapest road to lead the way From seed to forest in a day And by the time the sun is set there's only dirt and matchwood So could it be the end is nigh And the time for idly standing by is now upon us? Everybody look to some distraction I throw my patience to the wind Forgive me father, all my sins Feel like they're woven double-stitched into the fabric of the world…