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I'm the car lost out in the snow
I'm the shriek tossed out by the crow
I'm the black that reigns in the night
I'm the lines you forgot at your show
I'm your drug
I'm your drug
I'm your high
I'm your drug
I'm your drug
I'm your high

I'm the way that you wait in your car, turn on the radio

I'm defeat within the soul
The fear of failure and insult
And the cold lone thoughts on your way back home
I'm the knots within your gut
The hands around your throat
The stutter when you speak and beg for home

I'm the afraid
I'm the coward
I'm the afraid
I'm the coward

Here's a toast to the drowning witch
who feared not of death, but those mounting it
who feared not the judgmental mayhem
but chose instead to sail them and sail them
A toast
to Goliath's foe
to the man in the lion's throat
who denied the slide, the final stroke,
to digestion in his final moments
a curse to the
wretched thought
that echoes in self conscious rots
or pontius pilates
that fly to please the views the pour in
from strangers and then become clockwork oranges

I'm the afraid
I'm the coward
I'm the afraid
I'm the coward

I'm happy to say I'm not scared of much
or anyone of flesh and blood
or the what ifs and buts
brought when, on the past, we're focused
or obsessed with the future of us
It took my love, so this is my vendetta
against fear, the anxious, etcetera
against sadness, angst and the like
anything that poisons the sweetness of life
is the reich and the demon
so decisively see them
and surgically purge these treasonous feelings
You're not the afraid, you're not the coward,
you're not a slave, you're the brave and empowered

I'm the way that you wait in your car, turn on the radio

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from To Pearl Whitney, From Howland Grouse In Loathing, released September 6, 2012

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