i don't know

I don't know dear, I just don't know
I just know fear, I just wont go
I don't know dear, I don't just show
I just show fear, I don't just know

what is the point here? to be free
to let someone else, do it all
if I found nice prints, could I be
just walking on wet sand
instead of following on dry land
that man with money in his hand

I just don't know, dear

why, please tell me why

why should I be here
to carry this, how far?
will any one miss
or at least notice
how could they,
you cant see
what's in me

I don't know dear, I just don't know
I just know fear, I just wont go
I don't know dear, I don't just show
I just show fear, I don't just know

I think about it so often
the pleasure of blade and my skin
I am only afraid
and I applaud
those who have made
it to the end
and back again

everyone will listen to you talking
just to get their words in
just let their words in
you have no, meaning

what I mean is
that I don't know why
I do go on



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