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I'm scared of swimming in the sea |
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Dark shapes moving under me |
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Every fear I swallow makes me small |
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Inconsequential things occur |
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Alarms are triggered |
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Memories stir |
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It's not the way it has to be |
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I'm afraid of what I do not know |
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I hate being undermined |
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I'm afraid I can be devil man |
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And I'm scared to be divine |
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Don't mess with me my fuse is short |
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Beneath this skin these fragments caught |
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When I allow it to be |
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There's no control over me |
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I have my fears |
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But they do not have me |
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Walking through the undergrowth, to the house in the woods |
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The deeper I go, the darker it gets |
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I peer through the window |
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Knock at the door |
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And the monster I was |
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So afraid of |
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Lies curled up on the floor |
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Is curled up on the floor just like a baby boy |
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I cry until I laugh |
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I'm afraid of being mothered |
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With my balls shut in the pen |
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I'm afraid of loving women |
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And I'm scared of loving men |
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Flashbacks coming in every night |
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Don't tell me everything's alright |
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When I allow it to be |
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It has no control over me |
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I own my fear |
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So it doesn't own me |
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Walking through the undergrowth, to the house in the woods |
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The deeper I go, the darker it gets |
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I peer through the window |
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Knock at the door |
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And the monster I was |
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So afraid of |
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Lies curled up on the floor |
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Is curled up on the floor just like a baby boy |
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I cry until I laugh |