Anathema - Panic [Were You There?]

You know you ain’t going nowhere You’re stuck inside while the mind is flying You said you’d help me in the morning Twisting on pins into my eyes And dragging on the ceiling below you Fixing up the walls with your crooked hands While you’re miles away, miles away, miles away I didn’t think it’ll all end up like this There’s spiders on the wall and they stink of piss Dead heads lying in the corner Staring at me making me feel bad I put my hands up to my eyes But the holes in my palms let me fin