(Fear)
Varials
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Wound, I suffocate, in darkness, bleeding
All based from fear
All the result of simple, old-fashioned fear
You see, because when it grips
It holds you so fucking tight
You start to notice your own breathing
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All the sudden it’s off-rhythm
You become aware of your own fucking sweat
And it’s all cold
Just thought you should know