Limb by limb and tooth by tooth, tearing up inside of me.
Everyday, everyhour, 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
So pay me money, and take a shot, lead-fill the hole in me.
I could burst a million bubbles, all surrogate and bullet proof