Fear Of Good

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Skin, caked with the sap of pine,
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can't catch against my roaring mind.
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The coat slips off my etched spine.
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It's a weight no longer carried

[Chorus]

         A   D
and I'm freezing.
    A   D
So freezing.
    A   D
So freezing.
    A   D
So freezing.

[Verse]

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A message to my brother sky,
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I long to hold your hand tonight
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but when up against this summit's height
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I'm tense, I'm small, I'm speechless

[Chorus]

         A   D
and I'm freezing.
    A   D
So freezing.
    A   D
So freezing.
    A   D
So freezing.