This annoying little doubt that I got,
Makes me lose my fucking mind!

I can't seem to go anywhere,
I can try to run but I can never hide.

It festers in me, this little doubt,
It makes me feel I am living a lie.

Might I trully be wrong?
Will I never have to die?

I've successfully escaped it once,
But it got a hold of me again,

What do you want from me?
What have you got to prove?!?

It can't turn out to be MY fault, can it?

This little doubt has great potential.
Potential of suicidal tendencies.
I don't even know if I am frightened or not.
Maybe the thought of not being frightened frightens me.

Maybe I'm digging too deep, like I usually do.

Concentrate.

All that matters is being happy.
All that matters is being happy.
All that matters is being happy.

Ok.