What You're Scared Of

The big becomes the little

And the little comes big

It rushes into

My mind like a sieve

And the summer was made

Of aluminium and rust

Blood mixed with lemon

And a breach of trust

With a sun too bright

With a sun too bright

With a sun too bright

Finally here they are fading in again

Feathery with reverie, flicking fast from now to then

Love is a glamour which means I've been lied to

Love is a verb and a space where a thousand words can't hide you

Displacing a moment, a kick in the teeth

You spit sweat, lips wet, swept off your feet

Do you even have any principles

Or are you just in the trust of lust at regular intervals

First in the infants and last in your teens

You wander, go under, lover like a bad dream

Performing your pain in a shadow of fairness

And who knew that self-loathing is not self-awareness

That's what you're scared of

That's what you're scared of)

The big becomes little and the little comes big

It rushes into my mind like a sieve

The big becomes little and the little comes big

It rushes into my mind like a sieve

My mind like a sieve

The big becomes little and the little comes big

My mind like a sieve

My mind like a sieve

Lyrics Submitted by Commander Kakapo