Box Of Lead by The Frisk Lyrics

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