keltic cross around my neck i think i felt ur loss i can tell our love been meltin off like a hotrail from someone elses bong im in this prison where im urs to x2 send send off ive been here in my thoughts in them tears as im laughin ive been cracking up cant remember why im here what the fuck just happened im ur batt man the lyrical assassin's back matter of fact drag me away from here i cant feel my toes im so cold i need some heat i want that smoke i got that keltic cross i wear it round my throat protect me from myself selfish goals watch me as i gloat one day it will pull me down with my boat make sure when that day comes i go it on my own... on my own someone you dont know i put on a smile as i sit in my liers chair where i call my home i feel so stoned its a trippy stair ive been told word of mouth cant see myself i own no mirriors they been broke since i seen that glare unprepared to face myself i through it down the stairs