Fear Before The March Of Flames

i can't get her off of my chest unless i'm sleeping on my side
it's like drowning when the water may only exist in my head
so i'll put a hole there and let my seas spill onto your shores
rendering your plane of thinking a dizzy little girl on the edge of the world
don't tell me that there is nothing to fear
trying to share it is a reckless endeavor
i can't take the weight of this head full of water
i
don't
sleep