Fear

Michael Hutchence

Pop

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Tell me something I gotta know All your troubles I wanna own I'm not preaching cause I'm full of sin Nothing's secret that I have not done Alone with your situation Fear on the face you're saving Kiss the warm knives as they dig for your soul There in the corner of my dirty home Take the silver: I've paid that price Here's the scandal They don't let the truth get in the way Alone with your situation Fear on the face you're saving Don't you worry don't you run away There are some things that we know will never change Don't you worry don't you look away There are some things that we know we'll have to change Burning, teasing, searching, fever, twisting Turning I'm the white truth dealer Alone with your situation Fear on the face you're saving