Do you see the hard helmet on my head... totally unscarred serves protection for my head but I don't believe everything I read... one that makes them warm don't ever lose any of your god-given charm they believe you were sweet but you could never pull that one on me 'cause I still recall in no time at all you went from being so out of control to snuffin' out the rock that beats that's why I thought this was so neat someplace to go where I felt so all-at-ease no need to write, no need to call there's no one to see there's no you, no me no need to be anything at all... blood pours out of the walls fills up beside the clothes in my dresser drawers wish I was quicker on the draw