The Servant - Not scared, terrified

I pulled my coat on tight and stood in the hall Dust in a shaft of light floating by the wall I started crying to myself It wasnt in my head It was physical Like ghosts hung on thread A bunch of chemicals I started laughing to myself When you pulled out your heart I scrambled up I scrambled up When you asked me my past I made it up I made it up But now suddenly I feel Im gonna be ok You know you could help yourself You could help yourself You will not turn to rust You wont turn to dust You started laughing to yourself When you pulled out your heart I scrambled up I scrambled up When you asked me my past I made it up I made it up But now suddenly I feel Im gonna be ok When you pulled out your heart I scrambled up I scrambled up When you asked me my past I made it up I made it up But now suddenly I feel Im gonna be Oh Im gonna be ok