Box Of Lead

Change sticks to my arm as I sweat to create

Words slide over the page as quick as drunk can relate



I'm soldered to your heart

Metal to the chest

Inseparable never-ending

Psychic Bullet-proof vest



But my depth for you is such that only the echoes record the sound

As it hits I know it's true lots of years of it definitely new



How long can it last

I'll tell you on my deathbed

My radioactive heart

Encased in your box of lead



I'm soldered

I'm soldered

I'm soldered

I'm soldered

I'm soldered

I'm soldered

I'm soldered

I'm soldered

Radioactive

Radioactive

Radioactive

Radioactive