Strike me quickly
You rattle snake
I know they lie
When they say you're slow
You hit with bricks
Not soft like snow
I'm not ready for the blow
For the fear to come in
And take away my life
For the fear to consume
And become my only vice
For the fear is not a choice
It's only what's right
The fear is getting to me tonight.
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