Bad idea

My pulse it is a-rising
Not what I want to feel
This tightness in my chest
Don't want it to be real
Darting eyes around me
But all that I can see
Is the panic fear confusion
That's rising inside me

I can see everything
And the news it is not good
This wasn't meant to happen
Not feeling like I should
And all that I can think now
Is am I going to die
This wasn't worth the effort
It's not my kind of high

You lied to me
Not what it should be
I can't escape
No turning back
Ready to white out
And fade to black

I can't believe
It turned out this way
I had a choice
Now I don't have a say
Don't feel like a god
Just want this to be over
Why won't it stop
Will I ever be sober