Fear - Michael Hutchence

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