I'm Afraid Of
I'm afraid, I'm afraid of what I don't know.
And I'd tell you, if you asked.
And I cringe at the thought that you'll never ask.
And I cringe at the thought of you asking.
Because if you asked, you would know.
And if you know what I know,
Then that makes two of us.
And then I'd know there's potential of not being alone.
With the possibility of being alone.
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