When you are afraid
It will masquerade
As smiles and nods
There is no escape
If fear is a lier
Yanking my thinnest wire
I am too trusting
Pouring gasoline on the fire
Now I'm shaking to the bone
My feet are made of stone
I'm surrounded by faces
Yet somehow I'm alone
Jul 31, 2018
Jul 31, 2018 at 11:50 PM UTC
When you are afraid
It will masquerade
As smiles and nods
There is no escape
If fear is a lier
Yanking my thinnest wire
I am too trusting
Pouring gasoline on the fire
Now I'm shaking to the bone
My feet are made of stone
I'm surrounded by faces
Yet somehow I'm alone
