dum da dum da da
da da dum
dum da dum da da
dum da dum

cold,
don’t show it
 white as the snow,
control it
codify your cadence
set ‘em off the basis (s-set ‘em off)
systems and arrangements
calcify the clay on me (s-set ‘em off)
kilned to the shape of me
of me, of me, me
me, me, me, me, me, me, me, me,
me, me, me, me, me, me, me, me, me, me, me, me, me, me, me, me, me, me, me, me, me, me, me, me,
要命
limn the loam on me
set the snow into sleet
to mud the sheath
and crack me free


ohh-ohh ah-oh ah-oh
ohh-ohh ah-oh ah-oh
my friends
my friends
you’re my friend
'til the end of me
let’s play pretend
so bury me
piece by piece
crack me free
should poetry and prose confine me
i’ll get on stage and hope you show up
or can i grow up?
at my old age can i contain
this pain to this page?