Foreign territory

By Beetlebug

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Keep in time

With the beat as old as rhyme

Do you know how it feels to have spiders crawling under your skin?

Do you know how it feels to have beetles gnaw at you from within?

'Cos I can feel my bones writhing

My arms and weak and my knees are crying

From having to keep the weight of the world on its feet

And I constantly say how I’m feeling fine

But the truth is the stars have never been less aligned

And it's getting too much

But I'm too scared to admit it at all

So please, please, be here

So please, please, be here

(oooh…. oooh. oooh.)

It's getting pretty cold out herе

Frostbite nipping at my ears

And with fire in my hеart exhausted, does this now spell the end for me?

No longer I can retreat to warmth within my mind, 'cos I've lost all grip on my sanity

I have no more teeth left to grind

The cold is searing my skin, soon I'll be frozen inside

Perhaps a frozen brain will stop the growing pains for a while. :(

Although each breath I take seems to falter and die

And the snow is my bed to rest my icicle eyes

I can't help feeling things will turn out fine in the end

So please, please, be here

So please, please, be here

(oooh…. oooh. oooh.)

So please, please stay here

So please, please stay