Fear Before the March of Flames - Drowning The Old Hag | Текст песни

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• Fear Before the March of Flames
• Drowning The Old Hag

I can’t get her off of my chest unless I’m sleeping on my side
It’s like drowning when the water may only exist in my head
So I’ll put a hole there
So I’ll put a hole there and let my seas spill onto your shores
Rendering your plane of thinking a dizzy little girl on the edge of the world

Don’t tell me
Don’t tell me that there is nothing to fear

Trying to share it is a reckless endeavor
I can’t take the weight of this head full of water
I don’t sleep I hardly move
You won’t sleep you won’t move at all

When what you see and what you believe are 2 different things
2 different things
You can really start to wear down and lose it
And they will never see it