What Tongueless Ghost Of Sin Crept Through My Curtains
Sailing On A Sea Of Sweat On A Stormy Night
I Think He Dont Got A Name But I Cant Be Certain
And In Me He Starts To Confide

That My Family Dont Seem So Familiar
And My Enemies All Know My Name
And If You Hear Me Tap On Your Window
Better Get On Yer Knees And Pray Panic Is On The Way

My Pulse Pumps Out A Beat To The Ghost Dancer
My Eyes Are Dead And My Throats Like A Black Hole
And If Theres A God Would He Give Another Chancer
An Hour To Sing For His Soul

Cos My Family Dont Seem So Familiar
And My Enemies All Know My Name
And When You Hear Me Tap On Yer Window
Yer Better Get On Yer Knees And Pray Panic Is On The Way

Cos My Family Dont Seem So Familiar
And My Enemies All Know My Name
And When You Hear Me Tap On Yer Window
Then You Get On Your Knees And You Better Pray
Cos My Family Dont Seem So Familiar
And My Enemies All Know My Name
And When You Hear Me Tap On Your Window
Yer Better Get On Yer Knees And Pray
Panic Is On The Way

Panic Is On The Way

Panic Is On The Way

Panic Is On The Way