My body's tingling from the alcoholnAnd cigarettes I'm better offnWithout themnI've been worryingnAnd I can't help myselfnSo I'm burying the protocolnThat says that I'd be better offnWithout the things I hide behindnWhen I can't stand myselfnnThere's everything to be afraid ofnSo there's nothing to be afraid ofnThere's everything to be afraid ofnSo there's nothing to be afraid ofnnSo I die a little bit by bitnPulling life strings from the tourniquetnStims the blood from flowing through the jacket round my armnAnd I've noticed you don't notice itnI know it's not that you don't give a shitnIt's just that you've been blindednBy the things you think you knownnThere's everything to be afraid ofnSo there's nothing to be afraid ofnThere's everything to be afraid ofnSo there's nothing to be afraid ofnnSo keep peeling off those painted charmsnThat dangle from your pretty armsnPin them to the needle bed where I'll be bound at nightnYou have wanderin' eyes from bar to barnSo meet Bartok and BaryshnikovnWake me up at first lightnAnd examine these new woundsnnThere's everything to be afraid ofnSo there's nothing to be afraid ofnThere's everything to be afraid ofnSo there's nothing to be afraid of