The Fear - The Bridge City Sinners

It comes in the night, it comes in the day

No matter where I go, I’ll never get away

Something the rats, around my neck

Slowly squeezing the life from my chest

Gasping for breath, gasping for air

Needing to run but not knowing where

Scent of the sweat, it fills the room

I think that I am being consumed by the fear

Being consumed by the fear

The heat is rising I can’t get away

For the live that I lived there will be hell to pay

Here comes the terror, filling my being

My vision blurs, why can’t I see?

Something withering, flailing inside

It needs to get out, I need to die

I need to escape, get out this tomb

Why am i always being consumed by the fear?

Being consumed by the fear

It’s eating me up

Never enough

We’re not coming back