Lyrics
I ask out of concern
Do your friends have sharp teeth?
Do you think it hurts when they try to sleep?
And when you turn your back
Do the strangers on your street
Stare with probing eyes and pointed ears?
And I feel it start again
And I feel it, starting again
With daggers for eyes
And war in your pen
Shining star
Don't let down your guard
Two hands in your pockets
Stop the thieves from curtailing your trail, trail
Failing heart
With their cuts on your arms
Pinned you back in your bed
'Cause you know that, to them you'd be better off dead, dead, dead
I ask out of concern
Do your friends have sharp teeth?
Do you think it hurts when they try to sleep?
And when you turn your back
Do the strangers on your street
Stare with probing eyes and pointed ears?
End it first
Don't let it desert you
Don't let it desert you
Without a fight
Live for the feeling
Be on your heels and
Kick back the dust 'til those
Eyes are closed
Fear no more