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Four


No matter what I do I can never escape my fear

There is always four to fear

Heights are always something I want to steer clear

Falling forever never stopping, the ground never near


Enclosed spaces how can I escape there’s no door

Closing in more and more

When killing an innocent I always have to look away because of the gore

Always shedding a tear afterwards, it might even start a war

My Father always beating me more and more

I finally got away, to see him nevermore