Everything burns, pierces and tears.
My head's blown to pieces by the force of these cares.
A word not spoken.
A stare gone too long.
A perfect plan ruined.
A beautiful song.
My heart is in shambles.
It's tortured and raw,
and riddled with holes that leak until there's a pool beneath my feet.
And I drown.
What I need is to be free
of all these things that hurt so much.
What I wish for is for nothing
to ever touch me again . . .
Bam Smash Break Crash Wham Whomp Kazoo
Your wish is my command and now well how'd ya do?
Nothing can touch me.
Yes! Finally!
. . .
Nothing can touch me . . .
Oh god, no.
Etc.