Sunshine is the best disinfectant. Unless of course you’ve got some bleach, in which case sunshine can go screw.
This is a timeless track. Many distinct elements compile in concert, with great measure and purpose: horns, synthetic strings, a bass line that goads and simmers throughout.
There’s no reason to be afraid, technically. It probably won’t help. Unless the fear is a prerequisite to the release of adrenaline. Unless the body can’t administer this panic without adequate fear, a mere recognition of the danger insufficient to trigger the response.