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-->The Enemy Within part one of Fear Things crawl in the darkness That imagination spins Needles at your nerve ends Crawl like spiders on your skin Pounding in your temples And a surge of adrenalin Every muscle tense - To fence The enemy within... I'm not giving in To security under pressure I'm not missing out On the promise of adventure I'm not giving up On impausible dreams - Experience to extremes - Experience to extremes Suspicious looking stranger Flashing you a dangerous grin Shadows across your window - Was it only trees in the wind? Every breath a static charge - A tongue that tastes like tin Steely-eyed outside - To hide The enemy within... Rush GRACE UNDER PRESSURE

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