Taste

"I am your worst nightmare, you're just a dream. Your chords of voice are nothing, just try and scream. I'm not, I'm not, I'm not, I'm not afraid. I'm not, I'm not, I'm not, I'm not, I'm not to blame. Going down, going down, going down, going down."

Foolish child, hide your head, dream of better days, when the sun shone brilliant with it's golden hue. Don't be a fool, look around, breathe it in, take it in small doses at first until you're ready to take the real, first hit of it. Does it hurt yet? I'll protect you, never let you fall all the way down. You will not break.