Phobias Testo

Parents say I waste my days
That I❝m no work and only play
Said there's something wrong with my head
But I didn❝t listen to a word they said
Went to a shrink for over a year
But I couldn❝t tell him of my fear
Fear of love and fear of crime
Fear of drying, fear of time
I❝m afraid of getting hurt
And walking through the dirt
I❝m afraid of repression
But I always need protection
I❝m afraid of model planes
I❝m afraid of monthly pains
I❝m afraid of pimps and whores
I❝m afraid of roger Moore
Afraid of me afraid of you
Afraid of mom and dad too
I❝m afraid of fear of fear
I❝m afraid of a career
I❝m afraid of model planes
I❝m afraid of monthly pains
I❝m afraid of pimps and whores
I❝m afraid of roger Moore