Lyrics:

One eye's closed in fear, anticipationWill it stay shut? Will it ever open?What if?What if?Nerves.Tell tale tongues lick at seven sensesBrittle spittle sparks you are defencelessThe fabric of dreams is ripped apartAs you feel the twist of the shadowed daggerIn your pumping heartNerves.Nerves like nylon, like steelNerves like nylon, like steelNerves like nylon, like steelA trail of random cutlery cuts a dash in the concrete underpassSense of serenity is shattered in the glint of splintered glass.Nerves.Nerves.Nerves.Nerves like nylon, like steelNerves like nylon, like steelNerves like nylon, like steel
Bauhaus Nerves