The Frisk
Box Of Lead
Change sticks to my arm as I sweat to createWords slide over the page as quick as drunk can relateI'm soldered to your heartMetal to the chestInseparable never-endingPsychic Bullet-proof vestBut my depth for you is such that only the echoes record the soundAs it hits I know it's true lots of years of it definitely newHow long can it lastI'll tell you on my deathbedMy radioactive heartEncased in your box of leadI'm solderedI'm solderedI'm solderedI'm solderedI'm solderedI'm solderedI'm solderedI'm solderedRadioactiveRadioactive Radioactive Radioactive
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