Songtext von Fear

In this jungle we're slave to ploitics And we call ourselves civilized If you ain't got the muscle Fear is gonna run your life Fear makes me wanna hurt you Fear makes you wanna hurt me Fear makes you swallow whatever you're handed Fear keeps you angry 'cause you don't understand it Got no chance if we're fighting on the wrong side Got no chance if we're fighting On the wrong side again Can you taste it? (I can almost taste it) I can almost taste it (I can almost taste it) Taste like(what's it taste like?) Taste like... Taste like Fear! (continue as before)