My heart was in a rush again
the old days are back
i got the chills on my nose again
and then a panic attack
I'm getting used to the fear of death
I don't know how much fear is left
Defend my existence
Give it a cause
Destroy things in the dark
and then name what it was
Decipher the nonsense
Fight against mirrors
Love my mum's double
and fight umbilical scissors
I'm getting used to the fear of death
I don't know how much fear is left