They Don't Want What We Want (And They Don't Care)

Can you feel the hairs stand on the back of your neck?
 Can you feel your heart beating right out of your chest?
 Panic
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 Panic
 
 There's somethin' strange going on in this room
 The walls are melting, I can hear the ceilin' screaming to come down
 I can't believe we built this room
 It was meant to be a sanctuary, not a prison
 There's something strange going on in this house
 It's like we're pushin' all these buttons, trying to start a war
 Amongst ourselves, but we don't know what we want
 All we know's that we don't want what they want
 What we want
 What they want
 What we want
 What we want
 Can you feel the hairs stand on the back of your neck?
 Can you feel your heart beating right out of your chest?
 Can you feel your bones ache like there's something within?
 Can you feel your blood pumping inside of your skin?
 Can you feel it? Panic, panic
 Can you feel it? Panic, panic
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 There's something wrong with the castle they're in
 Watching over every single move that we make
 Try to see past their perfect smiles
 They were supposed to be protectors, not o-fucking-ppressors
 There's something wrong with the way that they speak
 Like the more they take from us, the better off that we'll be
 Anything to get the power they seek
 All I know's that they don't want what we want
 What we want
 What they want
 What we want
 What we want
 Can you feel the hairs stand on the back of your neck?
 Can you feel your heart beating right out of your chest?
 Can you feel your bones ache like there's something within?
 Can you feel your blood pumping inside of your skin?
 Can you feel it? Panic, panic
 Can you feel it? Panic, panic
 We don't want what they want
 They don't want what we want
 We don't want what they want
 And they don't care
 Panic
 Panic
 Panic