Get Your Don't

Get ready to tear it apart.

Get ready to jump ahead and read the end before you start.

You hope these words are the key

to your own personal mystery.



Don’t get your hopes up.

It’ll hurt worse on the way down.

Don’t get your hopes up.

It’ll hurt worse on the way down.



You want me to bare my soul.

You want my skin peeled off, exposing all my insides to the cold.

I keep my gold armor on,

sword shining by my side, yeah, all along.



Everybody said that it was time for me to move ahead,

keep the armor on, it isn’t wrong, protect myself instead.

Oh, and they were right.

Now I sleep through the night.