Fear

Nothing is to be feared only to be understood

Intoxicated often does what

The sober would, if he thought he could

If he had the power, he'd abuse it and that seems clear to me

What is dear to me, is also fear to me

Because pain is the price of what I hold near to me

To which I'm attached and I can't light the match

If I did I'd see everything I think I lack, is right

Here already, I'm a part of it, not the end and nor am I the start of it

But apart nonetheless, scared of what is under flesh

And everything I can't posses so instead I disconnect

And to numb the stress, take a blunder guess

Rather than know, I don't know and just accept

I view it as a test and I must pass, it's only real if

Its something that I must grasp

Nothing else counts a bit if I can't count

It quick, so lets count figures

Let us count figures. Figures in the bank

Figures mowed down by tanks, the steel boot of the figure stamps on the

Ants, but they want more than figures

We ain't figured that we need Œthem

And we're projecting the reflection of how were really feeling

When we kick Œthem kill Œthem, leave Œthem there dying bleeding

And say they did it first, we are just getting even

And repeated until it's something that we can believe in

The truth is that inside we are screaming

And we hate ourselves that's why we act this way

When we strike out we should punch ourselves in the face

That is what we are really doing, got no clue what we're pursing

The mirror or the million, what are we really viewing?

We can take a microscope and analyze atoms or telescopes to the sky

The same thing happens, it's the same picture, they both go on forever

So when we place limits on things, is that clever?

In fact I define myself by my limitations, my station or my status

Or my silly faith in papers. The type that I read or the type that say I've

Read, the type for which they bleed or the type that say you bled and now

The ego's fed but never had its fill, so until we shed, let's accept the deal

We will steal and will kill just for the thrill, that's my dose of truth

Give me the blue pill And let me swallow, wallow now in my sorrow

Don't want to find my own Truth it's easier to borrow