Movement of Fear

Your eyes flash bright

But no longer have fire

Everywhere you turn

This world is your shadow

With a pretty face

You burn so many eyes

This is the movement of fearWeird pop, you can't control

A smashing guy, a sack of gold

Teach me to be happy

Teach me control

This is the movement of fear

This is the movement of fearLoved the stare that never cracked

Loved the doors, they were never locked

Loved the fools at your fingertips

This is the movement of fearThis is the movement of fear

This is the movement of fear

This is the movement of fear