Fear

 Song of the day;;

→ Acollective - Back of My Head

It’s always there in the back of my head

Everywhere I go, in the back of my head

A sudden blow to the back of the head

A one man show without no reason

Well fed from the palm of our hands

A tiny thread in the back of my head

Not just sweat in the palm of my hand

Pools of blood, the walls before me

Keep on rising up

They keep on rising up

If god is large and god’s in charge

We’ll keep on rising up

(Is it you, or the long, compassionate wind, that whispers in my ear: 'alas, alas'?)

It’s always there in the back of my head

Everywhere I go, in the back of my head

A set of eyes in the back of the head

Fixed on every minor detail

Told you once you’re running scared

Told you once, the walls before me

Keep on rising up

They keep on rising up

If god is large and god’s in charge

We’ll keep on rising up

It’s always there in the back of my head

Keep on rising up

They keep on rising up

If god is large and god’s in charge

We’ll keep on rising up

It’s always there in the back of my head

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Nyt on sohva tilattu!