The Swing of Your Fear

Who the fuck do you think you are?
I won’t be your puppet!
I’m not your commercial free TV
I born free and I will die free
You are not the lion king!
So, don’t come to fuck with me, man!
Because I’m not gonna move my feet’s
To dance fooled with your fears
All alone I’m with your issues
I can’t wait to get you alone
And say goodbye to all your vacillations
Because fear is not my swing
If I have ta fail, I have to fail!
But, I’m sure it is not your business
So piece of shit let me live
And wane along with your fucking clubbing beats
You will never see me dancing
With a mouth dry from fright
Because, the swing of your fear
Will never touch me once again
Never once again!