Final Fear……..(FaithfulMix)(Cover).

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[Verse One]
Got an appointment with my doctor to see if everything's workin' right.
What a terrifying way to spend the day up all night frozen in fright.
But luckily I had to cancel, my fears gave good reason for missin'.
Concentrated fear, I'm pissin'—if I weren't here tellin' I'd be too scared to listen.
I got lost on the thoughts of hearing me speak, I won't sleep for a week.
It's hard to believe but I fear my terror reached its highest peak.
I read online from some scared guy theories on changes to make.
A bunch of sketchy shit like reading, or hiking, or fishing at the lake.
I red Goosebumps when I was nine I'm still not fine so I'll never read again.
A hike's a hard no cause Sasquatch penetrated me but the lake I've never been.
[Chorus]
Forecast is sunny but the vibe feels disturbingly creepy.
Or maybe it's from all the coffee to ensure I don't get too sleepy.
Places like these between water and trees are no place to snooze.
Cause when crocodiles are hungry sleeping dudes are the food they choose.
But it's what lurks within bushes and trees that fed my soul all this dread
Leeches as big as my head who don't drink but inject their blood instead.
[Verse Two]
A feral homeless guy outside the bait shop told me to stay on my toes.
Legend has it Gary Bewsey hunts these lands but nobody alive truly knows.
He said he thought he saw him once but hasn't seen a thing since that day.
Then laughed real freaky and said his eyes never actually worked anyway.
Story was iffy but he seemed trustworthy so I fear he told me no lie.
But I ran in horror pissin' as I did then I hid waiting for my pants to dry.
Took about an hour but it happened some more as I approached the shore.
I knew what's in store it's not like this is some surprising thing anymore.
Had to summon courage to gore a worm on the God damn lure.
So I threw down the worm and whipped that line, bound to snag it I'm sure.
[Chorus]
Weatherman lied and the clouds rollin' in look like they chose violence today.
Seems each time I come out of hiding waits the God of Fear ready to make me pay.
Haven't left land but somehow I'm deep in misery terrified and sea sick.
Traumatizing seeing what purged from me writhing alive about the size of a brick.
Terror grows quickly I would surely recall eating something as creepy and whack.
But there was that time I swallowed my gum and shat out a fresh new pack.
[Verse Three]
Went to throw my rod into the lake and felt my hook sink into something firm.
And the weight of it instantly I knew it was bigger than that hook dodging worm.
Screaming shrill the cast proceeds seemingly of its own free will.
Still feeling dizzy and very ill scared I'll get a nibble then the world stood still.
Scared as a cake in a fat man's sight dark twisting clouds swiftly repel the light.
A twister dropped where my bitch ass stood pissin' my pants again at the sight.
And just as I was enveloped in the eye of the storm my rod started to thrash.
The twister pulling me to new horror as the fish caused a tsunami sized splash.
Japan may not survive this wall of wet and now a missile comin' in hot.
I guess he was finally tired of the thought and decided to give it a shot.
To my surprise that tornado quickly dies and I can't fuckin' believe my eyes.
But radiation levels rise and the lake boils like a bowl of soup colossal in size.
But the nibbler emerged in view and even my fear didn't know what the fuck to do.
So naturally it filled my piss pants with the worst poo an ass can spew.
Lovecraft himself would shit in his slacks at the sight of this unholy cosmic god.
It's Gary Bewsey 50 feet tall wild eyes that seen it all caught off my janky fishing rod.
[Final Verse]
After a tiring struggle I reeled him to the shore my arms have never felt this sore.
He began to get his second wind thrashing so I hit him until he flopped no more.
Now I sit with some options unused which I should choose but I got no time to think.
It's common knowledge that the bigger the Bewsey the faster they begin to stink.
It's a close one but I'm thinkin' I got the biggest Bewsey ever caught.
Wait, something is different what is this new aura enveloping me.
And lightning struck me and it one thing I thought I'd never be.
The fear, the chills, my eyes overflowing tears all gone my terrors been set free.
In my glee the Mega Mouth Bewsey flipped a decisive flop all his faith in that leap.
Launched him back to the middle where he swam to the murky deep.
I didn't care until I realised that I'm completely bald not one strand of hair.
That nuke done burnt my body clean of every follicle not one patch of fuzz.
I guess that was the price a perfect fit to fill the void where my fear once was.

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[Verse One] Got an appointment with my doctor to see if everything's workin' right. What a terrifying way to spend the day up all night frozen in fright. But luckily I had to cancel, my fears gave good reason for missin'. Concentrated fear, I'm pissin'—if I weren't here tellin' I'd be too scared to listen. I got lost on the thoughts of hearing me speak, I won't sleep for a week. It's hard to believe but I fear my terror reached its highest peak. I read online from some scared guy theories on changes to make. A bunch of sketchy shit like reading, or hiking, or fishing at the lake. I red Goosebumps when I was nine I'm still not fine so I'll never read again. A hike's a hard no cause Sasquatch penetrated me but the lake I've never been. [Chorus] Forecast is sunny but the vibe feels disturbingly creepy. Or maybe it's from all the coffee to ensure I don't get too sleepy. Places like these between water and trees are no place to snooze. Cause when crocodiles are hungry sleeping dudes are the food they choose. But it's what lurks within bushes and trees that fed my soul all this dread Leeches as big as my head who don't drink but inject their blood instead. [Verse Two] A feral homeless guy outside the bait shop told me to stay on my toes. Legend has it Gary Bewsey hunts these lands but nobody alive truly knows. He said he thought he saw him once but hasn't seen a thing since that day. Then laughed real freaky and said his eyes never actually worked anyway. Story was iffy but he seemed trustworthy so I fear he told me no lie. But I ran in horror pissin' as I did then I hid waiting for my pants to dry. Took about an hour but it happened some more as I approached the shore. I knew what's in store it's not like this is some surprising thing anymore. Had to summon courage to gore a worm on the God damn lure. So I threw down the worm and whipped that line, bound to snag it I'm sure. [Chorus] Weatherman lied and the clouds rollin' in look like they chose violence today. Seems each time I come out of hiding waits the God of Fear ready to make me pay. Haven't left land but somehow I'm deep in misery terrified and sea sick. Traumatizing seeing what purged from me writhing alive about the size of a brick. Terror grows quickly I would surely recall eating something as creepy and whack. But there was that time I swallowed my gum and shat out a fresh new pack. [Verse Three] Went to throw my rod into the lake and felt my hook sink into something firm. And the weight of it instantly I knew it was bigger than that hook dodging worm. Screaming shrill the cast proceeds seemingly of its own free will. Still feeling dizzy and very ill scared I'll get a nibble then the world stood still. Scared as a cake in a fat man's sight dark twisting clouds swiftly repel the light. A twister dropped where my bitch ass stood pissin' my pants again at the sight. And just as I was enveloped in the eye of the storm my rod started to thrash. The twister pulling me to new horror as the fish caused a tsunami sized splash. Japan may not survive this wall of wet and now a missile comin' in hot. I guess he was finally tired of the thought and decided to give it a shot. To my surprise that tornado quickly dies and I can't fuckin' believe my eyes. But radiation levels rise and the lake boils like a bowl of soup colossal in size. But the nibbler emerged in view and even my fear didn't know what the fuck to do. So naturally it filled my piss pants with the worst poo an ass can spew. Lovecraft himself would shit in his slacks at the sight of this unholy cosmic god. It's Gary Bewsey 50 feet tall wild eyes that seen it all caught off my janky fishing rod. [Final Verse] After a tiring struggle I reeled him to the shore my arms have never felt this sore. He began to get his second wind thrashing so I hit him until he flopped no more. Now I sit with some options unused which I should choose but I got no time to think. It's common knowledge that the bigger the Bewsey the faster they begin to stink. It's a close one but I'm thinkin' I got the biggest Bewsey ever caught. Wait, something is different what is this new aura enveloping me. And lightning struck me and it one thing I thought I'd never be. The fear, the chills, my eyes overflowing tears all gone my terrors been set free. In my glee the Mega Mouth Bewsey flipped a decisive flop all his faith in that leap. Launched him back to the middle where he swam to the murky deep. I didn't care until I realised that I'm completely bald not one strand of hair. That nuke done burnt my body clean of every follicle not one patch of fuzz. I guess that was the price a perfect fit to fill the void where my fear once was.

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