This fever radiates
rising up through my pores
like steam off of the street
I’m lying there motionless but still alive
don’t know if i have the will to survive
and this fever, is taking over me
and this fever, is inside of me
and this fever, is rising out of me
and this fever, could be the death of me
I’m cold now.
The bumps spread like mountains across the landscape that is me
How long now, will it stay here with me?
No escaping.
Got to see it through.
Ever fearing.
Will I make it through?
You’re the fever
That’s come all over me
You’re the fever
I can’t break free
and this fever, is taking over me
and this fever, is inside of me
and this fever, is rising out of me
and this fever, could be the death of me
Like the hottest fire
Like the brightest flame
Like a heat I can’t sustain
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