Lyrics Forms of Fear - Mortality Rate

Forms of Fear

Warrior girl at the front of the line
streaks of grey
tired eyes
never let them see you’re terrified
In the garden of eden
tricks were played
but you ate the man
then you ate the snake
«You will never take my name.»
Rome wasn’t built in a day
and neither were her scars
a victim of a slow burn with a matchstick heart
«I fear the flame, but for gasoline I thirst
I’ll drink till my death to end this curse.»
There was snow on the ground when you opened the door
and handed her the key
«Break the locks, run away, I can’t save myself from me.»
It’s not that I fear falling
, I’m afraid of being paralyzed
and maybe I’m not strong
Baby, I’m not strong
I’m just scared of being found hanging from your every word
hovering
Baby, I’m not strong, I’m just scared of being found
hanging from your every word
swinging from the rafters