I fear nothing
but nothing's pretty scary
as I'm wandering through the blackness
I begin to feel quite wary
and someday I'll put a foot wrong
and they'll milk my fear like dairy
but for now I just sit here
waiting for things to get lairy.
i wonder if when they get me
they'll look me in the face
and as they suck the life right out of me
talk about my fall from grace
and then one will look across
and say to his only friend
"Well its us and his paranoia that got him in the end"