My, what pretty fear you have
Please let me take a look
I'll catch it in this bottle, see,
And search inside my book
I'll need a little more, it seems,
To get this soup just right
So what else are you afraid of?
What will give you the best fright?
Ensnarred in the eyes of my dear friend here
He'll only look so deep within
To see what beast or word or thought will
Make you crawl beneath your skin
So don't be unafraid of
What you're about to see
I know I'd be dripping suicide
If I were you and you were me