BLOWOUT

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 in sugar-coated)
Turns to stone
Everything I touch
(All wrapped up in cotton wool, all wrapped up in 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 in sugar-coated)
Turns to stone

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