Those Poor Bastards - Fear | Текст песни

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• Those Poor Bastards
• Fear

I hear it whispered real low FEAR
My friends it’s all that I know FEAR
From birth this curse was foretold FEAR

Fear of birth
Fear of death
Fear of gals in shortened dress

There is a man with gold eyes FEAR
His tongue is tattooed with lies FEAR
Witness the birth of the flies FEAR

Fear of birth
Fear of death
Fear of gals in shortened dress

Fear I’m losing control
Fear the spirits call from below
Fear, Fear, Fear

Fear I’ve lost my control
Fear the spirits call from below
Fear, Fear, Fear