It strikes without notice, this fear and racing mind
Hell yeah--it's back again, and calm, I cannot find

My heart thumps through the chest and robs me of my breath
Both palms get cold and wet; that feeling--pending death

Its other name is Doom; I'm sentenced to its cage
With wringing of my hands, I want to scream with rage

A dizzy feeling comes; with patience, I try waiting
But feel I'll soon pass out; I'm hyperventilating

No longer can I take this--my body feeling numb
Anxiety Disorder, a 'fight or flight' syndrome

I take the paper bag and breathe in nice and slow
This ain't working - Fuck it, I need a valium.