Panic

Anything will be all right
If you come out in the night
With your life sewn open
Breathe in, put the bone back in
Buried under the skin
Murder in reverse

Out of time and out of place
And out of spite, swallow the spike

Anything will be all right
If you come out in the night
The only thing to fear is fear itself
The only thing to fear is fear itself
The only thing to fear is fear itself
The only thing to fear is fear itself
The only thing to fear is fear itself
The only thing to fear is fear itself
The only thing to fear is fear itself