Dual Terror

Terror in double, trying to know another
Will I change swiftly or just get too comfortable?

Harsh light, obscura
By the bed and in my own arms

I hold on to my double

Great twin, great terror
I'm sick of fearing everything
Great twin, great terror
I always glamourise the end

If I dream then I won't dream 'bout here, in a lonely sense of being
Oh can I make a new land without the chaos in minds?

Harsh light, obscura
By the bed and in my own arms

I hold on to my double

Great twin, great terror
I'm sick of fearing everything
Great twin, great terror
I always glamourise the end
Great twin, great terror
I'm sick of fearing everything
Great twin, great terror
I always glamourise the end
Great twin, great terror
I'm sick of fearing everything
Great twin, great terror
I always glamourise the end



Credits
Writer(s): Helen Ganya Brown
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