The fear of dying is what keeps me walking.

The fear of silence keeps him talking.

The fear of hights keeps me from falling.

The fear of thighs keeps me from balling.

The fear for daylight keeps me in the dark.

The fear of fireworks keeps me from the spark


The fear for sweat keeps me from working out.

Why do i have all this fear,wtf is this about?

Dont u fear annything,and walk with ur head up proud.

Dont b a fucken wuss and shout ur will out loud.

Do as u wish,and not as ur told.

B4 know u will b to old
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