Dżem - Strach

Fear

I will run out of time in a while
I have three seconds, seconds for the answer
My arms are wilting, I feel scared
And my legs are swaying regularly
I feel bitter taste in my mouth
A taste of shame, I know it so good
Now I don't think, because a carousel-like whirl
Took over my head now
Fear is choking me

So, what will it be?
Eventually here I play for my life
Again, yet always and everywhere
I will feel, I will feel that damned fear

There is a ghost in the mirror
We're both at the mirror
He's raising up his arms
I can't take it anymore
And I bang! the mirror
Me and my fear

I raise my head, and the deja vu
I see what will happen here in a moment, in a moment
And I won't do anything again
I've got it imprinted, imprinted on my face
I feel sour taste in my mouth
A taste of failure, I know it pretty good
I come back to my place, though even I feel bad with myslef
The fear stifles me

So, what will it be?
Eventually here I play for my life
Again, yet always and everywhere
I will feel, I will feel that damned fear