Dressed For Fear
Loaded weapon
The perfect life
Fail to mention
You just survive
You’re hanging by a thread
Cut by a single word
You can’t fix the unfixable
It’s not your call
So tie it with a bow
Give a little whirl
Spinning out of control
It’s not your world
Smile a little smile
Brush away the tear
No one would guess
You’re dressed for fear
Smoking gun
In your hand
They push and they push and they push
Was that always their plan
It’s not the punches raining down
It’s the silence that follows the words when they’ve left your mouth
So tie it with a bow
Give a little whirl
Spinning out of control
It’s not your world
Smile a little smile
Brush away the tear
No one would guess
You’re dressed for fear
So tie it with a bow
Give a little whirl
Spinning out of control
It’s not your world
Sometimes the manipulation is so subtle, so expertly played, that you don't even realise you've been set up to fail. Dressed for Fear explores the devastating cycle of reactive abuse, where you're pushed to breaking point and then made to believe you're the problem, all while the world carries on thinking everything is perfectly fine.
Sometimes the manipulation is so subtle, so expertly played, that you don't even realise you've been set up to fail. Dressed for Fear explores the devastating cycle of reactive abuse, where you're pushed to breaking point and then made to believe you're the problem, all while the world carries on thinking everything is perfectly fine.