We’ve updated our Terms of Use to reflect our new entity name and address. You can review the changes here.
We’ve updated our Terms of Use. You can review the changes here.

Phobia

by Pretty Addicted

/

lyrics

I'm back in the room again;
That room that gave me nightmares.
I see it every time I close my eyes and try to sleep.

Inhale, it's the smell of death,
The intoxicating despair.
I'm forced to breathe it in as I fall into a heap.

Did you see my face when you brought me here?
My body's filled up to the brim with fear?
And how long must I be in this chair?
Can I even do this when I'm so scared?
I don't wanna be brave.
I don't want to overcome anything.
I don't want to be brave.
To the fear, yeah, I'll only ever be a slave.

I got a phobia so don't you put your machines on me.
I got a phobia so don't you put your machines on me.
I got a phobia so don't you put your machines on me.
Fuck you and your sadistic tapestry.

I'm laid on the floor in pain
and the pain it was agonising.
I feel it every moment; I may never feel alive.
I can't calm the fuck, fuck down
and there's a throbbing in my head just held there.
There's too much pressure inside,
Pressure outside,
Broken, I cry.

Did you see my face when you brought me here?
My body's filled up to the brim with fear?
And how long must I be in this chair?
Can I even do this when I'm so scared?
I don't wanna be brave.
I don't want to overcome anything.
I don't want to be brave.

You've got your instruments of torture putting needles in my head.
You've got your instruments of torture putting needles in my head.
You've got your instruments of torture putting needles in my head.
You've got your instruments of torture putting needles in my head.
Putting needles in my head.

credits

released December 30, 2020

license

all rights reserved

tags

about

Pretty Addicted

THE CULT OF THE BROKEN CHILDREN.

contact / help

Contact Pretty Addicted

Streaming and
Download help

Report this track or account

If you like Pretty Addicted, you may also like: