Gas Panic!

What tongueless ghost of sin crept through my curtains? Sailing on a sea of sweat on a stormy night I think he don't got a name but I can't be certain And in me he starts to confide That my family don't seem so familiar And my enemies all know my name And if you hear me tap on your window Yer better get on yer knees and pray panic is on the way My pulse pumps out a beat to the ghost dancer My eyes are dead and my throat's like a black hole And if there's a god would he give another chancer An hour to sing for his soul 'Cause my family don't seem so familiar And my enemies all know my name And when you hear me tap on yer window Yer better get on yer knees and pray panic is on the way 'Cause my family don't seem so familiar And my enemies all know my name And when you hear me tap on yer window Then you get on your knees and you better pray 'Cause my family don't seem so familiar And my enemies all know my name And when you hear me tap on your window Yer better get on yer knees and pray panic is on the way Panic is on the way Panic is on the way Panic is on the way