I've got fear in my heart.
I've got fear in my system.
I've got fear in my heart.
I've got fear in my system.
What can tear us apart?
There's a million nasty things
going on in my head.
Leave the angels for dead
I've got fear in my heart.
Rip the feathers off her wings.
I've got fear in my heart.
I've got fear in my system
It's been there from the start.
It's a tiny nasty place.
It's a matter of fact.
Thinking versus the act.
What can tear us apart?
There's a million nasty things
going on in my head.
Leave the angels for dead.
I've got fear in my heart.
Rip the feathers off her wings.
I've got fear in my heart.
I've got fear in my system.