Observers The Condition
In life there is only one thing we know for certain
Every time when I wake at night I’m reminded of my stalker
It seems like the more you run from it the more you run into it
(wake up in a delirious state and I run into it)
When I grew up tall and tried to be a man
My head got clipped by the ceiling fan
seems like the more you run from it the more you run into it
Sometimes I wake up screaming at night
and I wonder who can hear me And the fear holds me tight
Whatever happened to those days when I felt so safe
They’ve left me now
In life there is only one thing we know for certain
