[bad word] - Freeze Part Iv Of "Fear" (Vapor Trails, 2002)

Miscellaneous 
Freeze 
The city crouches, steaming 
In the early morning half light 
The sun is still [bad word] 
And the night is still a threat 
Slipping through the dark streets 
And the echoes and the shadows 
Something stirs behind me 
And my palms begin to sweat 

Sometimes I freeze… until the [bad word] Sometimes I fly… into the night 
Sometimes I fight… against the darkness 
Sometimes I’m wrong… sometimes I’m right 

Coiled for the spring 
Or caught like a creature in the headlights 
Into a desperate panic 
Or a tempest of blind fury 
Like a cornered beast 
Or a conquering hero 
The menace threatens, closing 
And I’m frozen in the shadows 
I’m not prepared [bad word] away 
And I’m not prepared to fight 
I can’t stand to reason 
Or surrender to a reflex 
I will [bad word] my instincts 
Or surrender to my fright 

Sometimes we freeze… until the [bad word] 
Sometimes we’re wrong… and sometimes we’re right 
Sometimes we fight… against the darkness 
Sometimes we fly… into the night 

 [bad word] cold 
Mind going down into a dark night 
Of a desperate panic 
Or a tempest of blind fury 
Like a cornered beast 
Or a conquering hero 

Sometimes I freeze 
Sometimes I fight 
Sometimes I fly Into the night