Nothing in Particular

Bring me your fear
show me what you got
shout "the end is near"
it's closer than you thought

Sing me your song
tell me what you like
curse it for being long
and not being able to ride a bike

Tell me the truth
it doesn't make sense
you are a really great sleuth
but in the end you are really dense

Sell me your soul
shed a crocodile tear
place a handfull of dust in a bowl
and then you will see exactly what you fear