Of Fear The Number Twelve Looks Like You (Ft. Eva Spence)

It comes and goes
It comes and goes
It comes and goes
It's temporary, yet neverending

But when it hits, it breeds
Multiplies, consumes me, consumes me

So when it hits, fight
Fight to deny, refusing, refusing

A fear of fear

I have a tear of fear
Needing distraction
For satisfaction

Don't say, don't say it out loud
Because it will just become real

Running fast
Not moving an inch
Feeling of being watched
Put in an empty room

Running fast
Not moving an inch
Feeling of being watched
Put in an empty room