Blow Out

In my mind And nailed into my heels All the time Killing what I feel And everything I touch (All wrapped up in cotton wool) (All wrapped up and sugar-coated) Turns to stone And everything I touch (All wrapped up in cotton wool) (All wrapped up and sugar-coated) Turns to stone I am fused just in case I blow out I am glued just in case I crack out Everything I touch Turns to stone Everything I touch (All wrapped up in cotton wool) (All wrapped up and sugar-coated) Turns to stone