Well, it appears to me
that life seems to be
something from which I flee
pretending to be free
Pink made me see the light
Floyd showed me that it's bright
and I can't give in without a fight
We'll find a way to lose the fright
It all comes down to having some guts
It sure would help to be a little nuts
Can I lay down this fear
to shift into second gear
Does it matter if they sear
I just need somebody near
1996
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