In Fear

So now the writing is on the wall

But what's exposed won't be enough

And the thought is just too much

Of the digital knife's edge that cuts us all

Of stripping bare, begging to crawl

Pleasure purposed, targeted, sold

In

Fear

Of a

Of a life in the box

You'd do anything at all

Saunter into the bedroom

Suck down into the floor

Will what you've done live and breathe

Long after you're gone?

I'd do anything at all

Just to cut the legs off

A man swallows his son

The son meets his boogeyman

You thought it was done

You've got it all wrong

In

Fear

Of a

Of a life in the box

In

Fear

Of no

End

You thought it was done

You've got it all wrong

You're gone

In

Fear

Of no

End