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From the moment the dawn breaks,
Panic the headache
Sick on the floor
My television
They canvas opinion
Are we going to war?
Sing for you darling,
Hope that you hearing
Got you in mind
Cometh the hour
Cometh the power
Making you mine
I looked in your eye
Fell from the sky
?Lying dry
Panic is blue
So is the truth
Could you be mine, tonight?
And I feel like I'm flying
Faster than lightening
Across the floor
Give me that reason
Something to please them
Couldnt ask for more