8 acessos
I'm not afraid of you
Or the things beneath my bed
I'm not hiding behind my fears
I'm not like them,
I can breath fire
No, I'm not like them
I'll do things better.
I'm not falling down
Down and down into a hole
I'm not leaving behind me a trail of tears
I'm not scared of the things you do
To keep me down, beneath you
I'm taking time to pick myself back up