Оригинален текст
Afraid of sometimes, afraid of
this spot you've been put in
afraid of this time afraid of
this serious question afraid of
this time, afraid of this. soon
enough the words. these words
all repeat. you count on faith
and your fingers soon run out
of numbers and the pages soon
run out of faces, faces pages,
this time of this, soon enough
the words, they all repeat.