If I face my fuckin fear,
I could reach to my best appeal.
Just relax my fuckin head
and remember what I said:
Fears cannot kill,
I eat'em, they make me ill.
Then my breath is locked
and my thinkin is stopped.
I face, I'm full of it.
Full of my fear.
Then I take a pause,
don't care about other´s laws
and return when I feel,
to do the thing I fear.
By Jurpik |
