The Fear
The fear is fresh, new and real
The fear of loosing you
The fear of my world caving in
The fear that we might not last
The fear is real
The fear is new
The fear is fresh
The fear makes my heart beat faster, louder
The fear rings in my ears, opens my eyes
The fear is taking over me
The fear is fresh, but I know the taste like any other
The fear is new, but I know the name all to well
The fear is most definetely and absolutely real
