Throwing Muses Fear
I hold you in my shins I won't break Your pain This is much better than me Okay? Fear... Looks like me Nothing ever works Even if you Use all you got This is a state of shock Fear... Looks like me Oh I don't think anything You cover My spine Hold my face, shoot me and die Fear... Looks like me Up to your face Up to your choice Up through your hands Give me what I want (up to your face) And all I can think about Is choosing it I'm losing it I hurt Look at me run away Stop talking You hurt me And I'm not crying Dry
