Nerve ends tick in flicker book animation
One eye‘s closed in fear, anticipation
Will it stay shut? Will it ever open?
What if?
What if?
Nerves.
Tell tale tongues lick at seven senses
Brittle spittle sparks you are defenceless
The fabric of dreams is ripped apart
As you feel the twist of
the shadowed dagger
In your pumping heart
Nerves.
Nerves like nylon, like steel
Nerves like nylon, like steel
Nerves like nylon, like steel
A trail of random cutlery
cuts a dash in the concrete
underpass
Sense of serenity is
shattered in the glint of
splintered glass.
Nerves.
Nerves.
Nerves.
Nerves like nylon, like steel
Nerves like nylon, like steel
Nerves like nylon, like steel.