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We've got nothin' to fear but fear
Not pain, not failure, not fatal
Not the faulty units in this mad
Not the contacts in emotional chemistry

With an iron in a velvet glove
We are under the gun
In the glory on the power change
Thy will be done

And the things we fear
Are a to be held against us

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

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

Can any part of life be larger life?
Even love be limited by time
And those who push us down that might climb
Is any killer more than his crime?

a steely blade in a silken sheath
We don't see they're made of
They about love but when push comes to shove
live for the things they're afraid of

And the that they fear
Is a to be used against them

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

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

not afraid of your judgment
He of horrors, worse than your hell
He's a bit afraid of dyin'
But he's a lot more afraid of your