Walking by my side
Goosebumps on my back
And I'm afraid
I'm afraid
My steps a little faster
My lungs a little tired I'm afraid
And I can feel the empty inside
As I listen to the drops of anger falling on my glass
Falling on my glass
Filling up my glass
I've got to walk
With five eyes on my back three on each side
And the fear of not being fast enough
I've got to walk
With five eyes on my back three on each side
And the fear of not being fast enough
I've got to walk
With five eyes on my back three on each side
And the fear of not being fast enough
I've got to walk
With five eyes on my back three on each side
And the fear of not being fast enough
And when you stand in front of me
With that scary glee
I'm afraid I'm afraid
Of your hands on my hips
And your sight on my lips I'm afraid
Now I offer you my glass full of anger
I'm not afraid to dress freedom as I heal with my words
Heal with my words
As I heal with my words
As I heal
As I heal
I've got to walk
With five eyes on my back three on each side
And the fear of not being fast enough
I've got to walk
With five eyes on my back three on each side
And the fear of not being fast enough
I've got to walk
With five eyes on my back three on each side
And the fear of not being fast enough
I've got to walk
With five eyes on my back three on each side
And the fear of not being fast enough
I've got to walk
I've got to walk
I've got to walk
With five eyes on my back, on my back, on my back
I'm not afraid to dress freedom, afraid to dress freedom, afraid to dress freadom
As I heal with my words, as I heal, as I heal
And the fear, and the fear and the fear of not being fast enough
Fast enough fast enough fast enough fast enough fast enough fast enough