You fear me I fear you We have no idea why that's true Except the fact someone told us to As we are used as the liars tools You can't handle this [x4] We've confused how we feel We don't know none of it is real We think the way we are told to As we fall deep into fear's fuel Round and round our feelings go They trip us out and take control That marching beast inside your head Will make you do things you'll dread You can't handle this [x4] Round and round our feelings go They trip us out and take control That marching beast inside your head Will make you do things you'll dread You can't handle this [x4] You can't handle us [x3] You cannot handle us [x2] It's just reality