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We've got nothing to fear but itself
Not pain, not failure, not fatal
Not the faulty units in mad machinery?
Not the broken contacts in emotional
an iron fist in a velvet glove
We are under the gun
In the glory game on the train
Thy will be done
And the things that we fear are a weapon to be against us
He's not afraid of judgment
He knows of horrors worse your Hell
a little bit afraid of dying
But he's a lot more afraid of your
And the things that he fears are a to be held against him

Can any part of life be than life?
Even must be limited by time
And those who us down that they might climb
Is any worth more than his crime?
a steely blade in a silken sheath
We see what they're made of
They shout love, but when push comes to shove
live for the things they're afraid of
And the that they fear is a weapon to be used against them

not afraid of your judgment
He knows of horrors worse your hell
He's a little bit afraid of
But he's a lot afraid of your lyin'

And the things he fears
Are a weapon to be against him