Awake And Nervous in IQ

So the certainty is i can get no air
Getting nowhere at all
Open-ended and suspended one by one
In the slipstream
And harvest hold the horrorbag
Emotion starts to lag
With panache i keep a-crashing through the sky
No compassion have i

Kick a kiss of superstition and i cry
'just a guide or i throw
All the panic i can muster
Threatening to the cluster'
The hangman's whore's so obvious
Discretion's such a drag
But i know his apparatus
Snows my mind
When it gets too far out

Guard the ribs and fall i long to catch my breath condemn it all
As the number i become
They count me out a volunteer

See how they run in silence
Up all the belfry steps
Each unaffected by the sight
Of the blistered skin

Someone to calm me till the
Pounding in my head stops
Over the tens of thousands
Find no way out of in

Through the pandemonium
My heart is beating like a drum
Barricaded in here
Crawling's getting creepier
With my head in my hands
All the heaven in my heart

Get me out of here
Let me get away
Let me go from here
Get me out away
Get me out of here
Let me get away
Let me out of here
Let me go today