Running scared

Isn't it what we do
When the fit gets tight, the path gets narrow
The vision a bit skewed.

You don't have to claw and bite
Just because you're afraid
We're all in this together you know
Your eyes are just green.. not jade

So quit spitting baby and sit yourself down
I might the get story from you
When you get it all unwound

But for now
Just realize
Running scared
Its what we do
When the fits too tight
The air's too new...