Oh, to lose by fire by flame this old feelingnInsignificancennThen I can hear you brighter than the starsnYour voice is a razorbladenI can see you shining through the sunnYou’re so mysteriousnnLose the hold as I throw this with a goodbye forevernFear of exposurennThen I can hear you brighter than the starsnYour touch is light’ningnI can feel you prickling like a thousand shark teethnPrickling like a thousand shark teeth closer to mennCome closer to menCome closer to menCome closer to menCome closer to mennStill.