Sense of Fear - The Pineapple Thief

I cannot escape the sense of fear, we cannot be alone

You must feel it too

It’s washing us away

So let me look at you for one last time

And won’t you look at me for one last time?

How are we here?

Fixed in this state like frozen dogs

Will this be the last time?

It’s over

We had a glorious time when we stopped looking

So let me look at you for one last time

And won’t you look at me for one last time?

We cannot escape the sense of fear, we cannot be alone