Of all the liars in the world sometimes the worst are your own fears (Rudyard Kipling)

We all take a beating
When sadness is greedy
When pain has your number
Where grief loves to grow

I'm here to believe you
Run with me please do
Intuitive order
The old men all knew

Running and fighting
Jump death defying these
Primitive shoulders
Your hands sweat as your heart beats

Swimming and breathing
We're diving with reason
It's cool getting older
In a pool of mistakes

I'm here to believe you
Run with me please do
Intuitive order
The old men the old men the old men
Running and fighting
Its super exciting these
Primitive shoulders
Your hands sweat as your heart beats on

Breathing feels so wrong
When the words come out to slay
Pushing hope out of the way
As your sadness leads you home
Will you turn the scene around?
Moving closer to the stage
Where you're fear ends up afraid

Of all the liars in the world sometimes the worst are your own fears