It's hard to picture A world where you're not there I call your name It hangs in the humid air Three cheers for the guardians The ones that got us here Their days are numbered Fuck it feels so unfair Life's a morbid affair Get used to it Put your hands on my body Remind me I'm still here It's no one's fault It's everyone's crime There's no use in hindering The hands of time Can I be afraid and still be free I am afraid What will become of me We all want heat But we don't like fire What if these offenses Are secret desires? A bloody fool Is all I see Staring straight back at me Can I be afraid and still be free I am afraid What will become of me Can I be afraid and still be free I am afraid What will become of me