Blow Out

In my mind

And nailed into my heels

All the time

Killing what I feel

And everything I touch

(All wrapped up in cotton wool)

(All wrapped up and sugar-coated)

Turns to stone

And everything I touch

(All wrapped up in cotton wool)

(All wrapped up and sugar-coated)

Turns to stone

I am fused just in case I blow out

I am glued just in case I crack out

Everything I touch

Turns to stone

Everything I touch

(All wrapped up in cotton wool)

(All wrapped up and sugar-coated)

Turns to stone