You thought this fire could protect you from it   Why have you been so, why have you been ill informed?   I felt that fire could protect me from everything   You're just too gullible      But actually it's darkness, I don't know what I'm scared of   It's darkness, I must be scared of something   You must be scared of something, quite, quite special      You shed a shade of shyness   You shed a shade of shyness   You shed a shade of shyness   Why can't you be more cynical?      I knew the winter could protect me from it   One box if film won't make it all go cold   I thought that winter could hide me from everything   I'm just too gullible for words      Actually it's darkness, I don't know what I'm scared of   It's darkness, I must be scared of something   You must be scared of something, quite, quite special      You shed a shade of shyness   You shed a shade of shyness   You shed a shade of shyness   Why can't you be more cynical?      I don't look the same in the photograph   I need to look the way I did in the photograph   By mentioning places, it will all become clear   If we speak the same language, you're a deeper darker reason      You shed a shade of shyness   You shed a shade of shyness   You shed a shade of shyness   Why can't you be more cynical?      You shed a shade of shyness   You shed a shade of shyness   You shed a shade of shyness   Why can't you be more cynical?