Fear runs through my fingers
Between my fingers
I lick my fingers
I savor my own fear

Fear runs through my fingers
Between my fingers
I lick my fingers
I savor my own fear

Fear of having, fear of losing
Each has its
And everyone has some
Sweating cold, icy hands
Heart to smother fires

Only tremble for ourselves
Or for those we love
Man who fears nothing
It is man who loves nothing

Fear runs through my fingers
Between my fingers
I lick my fingers
I savor my own fear

Fear runs through my fingers
Between my fingers
I lick my fingers
I savor my own fear

Paranoia hi tech is the syndrome
Contagious handler
Ancient battle:
The man and his dread
Harmful if paralyzes

Only tremble for ourselves
Or for those we love
Man who fears nothing
It is man who loves nothing

If you run the beast catches
If the animal is eating

If you run the beast catches
If the animal is eating

If you run the beast catches
If the animal is eating

Fear runs through my fingers
Between my fingers
I lick my fingers
I savor my own fear

Fear runs through my fingers
Between my fingers
I lick my fingers
I savor my own fear

Fear runs through my fingers
Between my fingers
I lick my fingers
I savor my own fear

Fear runs through my fingers
Between my fingers
I lick my fingers
I savor my own fear