[?]Panic on the brain, world has gone insane
Things I’ve thrown away are starting to get heavy
I can’t help but think, I haven’t felt this way
Since I asked you to go steady
Would you be, my little quarentine, or does it all end just like this?
Wondering why, I quarentined my heart for/

Cuz I told you / my level of concern
But you walked by like you never heard
And you can could bring down, / my level of concern
Just need you to tell me who we’re alright, tell me we’re okay

Ic[?] I want you, to tell me, that we’re gonna be okay
Rona Panic on the brain, world has Michael’s gone insane
Politicians make me nervous
If I start today, I would probably make
A bunker underneath the surface
I don’t really / care what they will say,
I’m asking you to stay
In my bunker underneath the surface