Change sticks to my arm as I sweat to createnWords slide over the page as quick as drunk can relatennI'm soldered to your heartnMetal to the chestnInseparable never-endingnPsychic Bullet-proof vestnnBut my depth for you is such that only the echoes record the soundnAs it hits I know it's true lots of years of it definitely newnnHow long can it lastnI'll tell you on my deathbednMy radioactive heartnEncased in your box of leadnnI'm solderednI'm solderednI'm solderednI'm solderednI'm solderednI'm solderednI'm solderednI'm solderednRadioactivenRadioactive nRadioactive nRadioactive