| I'm scared of swimming in the sea | |
| Dark shapes moving under me | |
| Every fear I swallow makes me small | |
| Inconsequential things occur | |
| Alarms are triggered | |
| Memories stir | |
| It's not the way it has to be | |
| I'm afraid of what I do not know | |
| I hate being undermined | |
| I'm afraid I can be devil man | |
| And I'm scared to be divine | |
| Don't mess with me my fuse is short | |
| Beneath this skin these fragments caught | |
| When I allow it to be | |
| There's no control over me | |
| I have my fears | |
| But they do not have me | |
| Walking through the undergrowth, to the house in the woods | |
| The deeper I go, the darker it gets | |
| I peer through the window | |
| Knock at the door | |
| And the monster I was | |
| So afraid of | |
| Lies curled up on the floor | |
| Is curled up on the floor just like a baby boy | |
| I cry until I laugh | |
| I'm afraid of being mothered | |
| With my balls shut in the pen | |
| I'm afraid of loving women | |
| And I'm scared of loving men | |
| Flashbacks coming in every night | |
| Don't tell me everything's alright | |
| When I allow it to be | |
| It has no control over me | |
| I own my fear | |
| So it doesn't own me | |
| Walking through the undergrowth, to the house in the woods | |
| The deeper I go, the darker it gets | |
| I peer through the window | |
| Knock at the door | |
| And the monster I was | |
| So afraid of | |
| Lies curled up on the floor | |
| Is curled up on the floor just like a baby boy | |
| I cry until I laugh |