jueves, diciembre 21, 2006

Bulletproof... I Wish I Was




Limb by limb, tooth by tooth


Tearing up inside of me


Every day, every hour


I wish that I was bullet proof




Wax me, mould me


Heat the pins and stab them in


You have turned me into this


Just wish that it was bullet proof,


was bullet proof





So pay the money and take a shot


Lead-fill the hole in me


I could burst a million bubbles


All surrogate and bullet proof


And bullet proof


And bullet proof


And bullet proof







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Header Image from Bangbouh @ Flickr