Phobia Jungle
Curtains are closed to hide a world so cold
Under soothing covers and blankets
Another heart is grieving
Won't go outside want to stay inside and hide
There's not a friendly face to find
All eyes look dark and drawn and weeping
The clock strikes to remind
Pretty soon you're gonna face the time
Heart beats faster hands are shaking
Legs feel like they've weakened
Oh! What happened to your world?
It became something that only tortured your soul
Squeezed like a vice it's manic grip hold
Tearing you a part in your very own phobia jungle
Can't keep these feelings at bay
Scared of what other people might say
Evil glances your way, eyes mock
Tongues talk, their lies are cursed and cheating
So what can you do?
Are you gonna find some cure?
Will the terror ever leave you?
Or will you die completely and hopelessly beaten?
Something is probing a tension builds up
Deep are the wounds tears they cry from the cuts
Making you fear the fears that you fear the most
Isn't it strange how in the end we all have to face
Our very own ugly demons
Oh! What happened to your world?
It became something that only tortured your soul
Squeezed like a vice it's manic grip hold
Tearing you a part in your very own phobia jungle
Under soothing covers and blankets
Another heart is grieving
Won't go outside want to stay inside and hide
There's not a friendly face to find
All eyes look dark and drawn and weeping
The clock strikes to remind
Pretty soon you're gonna face the time
Heart beats faster hands are shaking
Legs feel like they've weakened
Oh! What happened to your world?
It became something that only tortured your soul
Squeezed like a vice it's manic grip hold
Tearing you a part in your very own phobia jungle
Can't keep these feelings at bay
Scared of what other people might say
Evil glances your way, eyes mock
Tongues talk, their lies are cursed and cheating
So what can you do?
Are you gonna find some cure?
Will the terror ever leave you?
Or will you die completely and hopelessly beaten?
Something is probing a tension builds up
Deep are the wounds tears they cry from the cuts
Making you fear the fears that you fear the most
Isn't it strange how in the end we all have to face
Our very own ugly demons
Oh! What happened to your world?
It became something that only tortured your soul
Squeezed like a vice it's manic grip hold
Tearing you a part in your very own phobia jungle
Credits
Writer(s): Graeme Mchugh
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Other Album Tracks
Altri album
- I Stumbled I Fell I Crawled
- Hot Potatoes Scary Ghosts
- Painful Tears 'Heartbreak, Unhappiness, Hello' - Single
- Painful tears 'heartbreak, unhappiness, hello'
- Not Part of the Clique
- Sentimental Love Song (Eternal) - Single
- Paranormal Circus
- As the Miller Told His Tale...
- Childhood Revisited - EP
- Love It Just Colors Me Blue
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