Texty: Darren Hayes. This Delicate Thing We've Made. Fear of Falling Under.

Deep into the water, deep into the dark
Deep into the places, stories have to start
Peel open the layers, go in for the kill
Bite into the onion, taste it for the thrill

Got a fear of falling under, underneath the dream
A fear of going too deep, deep beneath the seams
A fear of falling under, underneath the spell
A fear of what the truth sees, secrets I will tell

Reach into a top hat, reach in all alone
Reach in for a rabbit, come up with a stone
Searching for pieces, pieces left behind
Discarded moments in the junkyard of my mind

Got a fear of falling under, underneath the dream
A fear of going too deep, deep beneath the seams
A fear of falling under, underneath the spell
A fear of what the truth sees, secrets I will tell

What came first, love, hurt, love, hurt?
Oh, what came first, love, hurt, love, hurt?
Oh, what came first, love, hurt, love, hurt?
Oh, what came first, love, hurt, love, hurt?
Oh, what?