Dual Terror

Terror in double, trying to know another

Will I change swiftly or just get too comfortable?

Harsh light, obscura

By the bed and in my own arms

I hold on to my double

Great twin, great terror

I'm sick of fearing everything

Great twin, great terror

I always glamourise the end

If I dream then I won't dream 'bout here, in a lonely sense of being

Oh can I make a new land without the chaos in minds?

Harsh light, obscura

By the bed and in my own arms

I hold on to my double

Great twin, great terror

I'm sick of fearing everything

Great twin, great terror

I always glamourise the end

Great twin, great terror

I'm sick of fearing everything

Great twin, great terror

I always glamourise the end

Great twin, great terror

I'm sick of fearing everything

Great twin, great terror

I always glamourise the end