Fear Will Keep Them In Line

Fear Will Keep Them In Line
You are immersed in your own guilty pleasure
Your tongue will never reach the bottom of the bottle
Do I make you wet?
I can surely guess that your eyes
Will never open again
Perspiration seeping through
There's nothing left but receiving for all we do

What happened to my confidence?
I disappear as the paper breathes me in.
It's clear to see you're becoming short of breath
I know this all too well
I'm frightened to see what you've become
Ten stories told as the tears fall
What happened to my confidence?
I disappear as the paper breathes me in.
I'll get through this
Your comatose kiss
I better watch my back
Cuz that cut was close
Breathe in breathe out
A smile sparked contingent on all my effort to comfort you
Breathe in breathe out
A smile sparked contingent on all my effort to comfort you