Afraid of What It's Worth

I'm afraid, for what it's worth

Insects under, looking into your eyes and get under

They want their time

I'm like a bin, or a small plastic cage

If the toxic fumes will kill, starvation is its thrill

I'm afraid, for what it's worth

I'm afraid, to do the twist in the light ...

It's what time allows

Maybe I will come around

I'm afraid to kiss the lips

Of a wooden statue gone missing in the mist

Underneath the hanging skin, I see a real-life baby girl

I see a straight hand missing a clue,

Give it a precious squeeze and then and the love will release

I'm just afraid of what it's worth

I've seen ... to breaking my... and ... that way

I love who you are