Letras:First Aid Kit. Frights And Shivers.

Always something sneaking up behind me.
Always someone installing doubt within me.
Never answers speaking gently to me.
Always questions yelling loudly at me.

We can't commit to changing all the time.
And if this is it let's admit that it's our time.
I don't known what all these noises are telling me.
But it might be bad.

So how are we supposed to make the right decisions when we're constantly shook by these frights and shivers?

This shit is so stupid.
How long should we be scared of dark hallways?
Someone please take a step.

And it might be bad.