Knut Repressed
Storm rushes inside
Silence breathe
Embers of buried fears
Up in a spiral flame
Repressed
In a golden cage
Repressed
A kiss in the gap of fear
The fear
I cannot resist
Panic stares in a firetrap
I cannot resist
The fear
Repressed
In a golden cage
Repressed
A kiss in the gap
What if we could break through
What if
What if the fear
The fear
I cannot resist the fear
Fever rush flows
In a red hot stream
I just reached the boiling point
