Blow Out (Acoustic)

In my mind and nailed into my heals
All the time, killing what I feel

And everything I touch
(All wrapped up in cotton wool)
Turns to stone
(All wrapped up in sugarcoated pills)

I am fused, just in case I blow out
I am glued, just in case I crack out

And everything I touch
(All wrapped up in cotton wool)
Turns to stone
(All wrapped up in sugarcoated pills)