The Fear

[ti:The Fear] [ar:Trust Company] [al:The Lonely Posision of Neutral] [00:00.00]Trust Company - The Fear [00:10.00] [00:11.25]Standing here [00:14.88]I'm cold inside with fear [00:19.99]And I can't feel my soul [00:23.51]Take me in [00:26.85]I'm yours

[00:18.59]Time 4 talking to work it all out [00:21.37]Can't take the pressure nuff a de youth dem ah shout [00:24.23]Children dem suffering screams are in vain [00:26.90]An they're dealing with the tormenting again and again [00:29.95]Time 4 stallin

Mama, cold hearted child, tell me how you feel Just a blade in the grass, spoke unto the wheel Mama, cold hearted child, tell me where it's all gone The luster of your bones, those arms that held you strong I been worryin' that my time is a little un

his is our Music from A Bachelors Den - the sound of loneliness turned up to ten. A horror soundtrack from a stagnant water-bed & it sounds just like this. This is the sound of someone losing the plot - making out that they're okay when they're not.

Money, money is all you want Lots of the green motivation Your only intention is corruption Use innocence to line your pocket You wear that face so well Who knows how many you've got Smiling your way to the bank Is the only pleasure that you have PRE

Man is the victim Man is the culprit Man is the judge Man is the jury Man is responsible for his own fate His own worst enemy, his own worst FEAR Living under threat from his creation Living under threat from the seed he's sown CHORUS: Humanoia - Iro

I want to be rich and I want lots of money I don't care about clever, I don't care about funny I want loads of clothes and want loads of diamonds I heard people die while they are trying to find them I'll take my clothes off and it will be shameless