Petrified

Songwriter - Tim Hildebrandt
Publisher - Joanne L Martin Music BMI

Shadows cast by a slow dying moon
Imagination races all around your room
Panic creeping the parasite is bleeding you
Can’t stem the flow no matter what you do

Then fear kicks in your heart quickens
Followed up by a shot of pure adrenaline
And you say to yourself I’m not ready to die
Your body tenses your senses
On full alert running in survival mode
Your either ready to fight or ready to fly when you’re petrified

Close your eyes you try to catch your breath
Anxiety can simply scare you to death
Under cover of night there’s nowhere to hide
Even though you pray it’s just a matter of time

In the light of day
Bravely wonder what you worried about
That feeling starts slipping away
Just about the time about the time the lights go out