You fear me I fear you
We have no idea why that's true
Except the fact someone told us to
As we are used as the liars tools

You can't handle this [x4]

We've confused how we feel
We don't know none of it is real
We think the way we are told to
As we fall deep into fear's fuel

Round and round our feelings go
They trip us out and take control
That marching beast inside your head
Will make you do things you'll dread

You can't handle this [x4]

Round and round our feelings go
They trip us out and take control
That marching beast inside your head
Will make you do things you'll dread

You can't handle this [x4]

You can't handle us [x3]
You cannot handle us [x2]
It's just reality.