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there's nothing sexy 'bout a panic attack
and i hate to ruin the mood but get your hand off of my back
and i hate to ruin the mood i hate to vomit on you
i hate to ruin your dreams that you could be a hero too
i don't think this is gonna work out
you say "shh" with your finger on my mouth
there's nothing sexy 'bout a panic attack
but i'm starting to get the feeling you're not sure about that
and i need to take off my coat and i need to take off my shoes
and you're unbuttoning my pants said i should take 'em off too
there's nothing sexy 'bout a panic attack
and you tell me to close my eyes and just lay down on my back
and i think i'm having a stroke and i think you're having a stroke
my heart is gonna explode my heart is gonna explode
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