My heart's so very cold, It doesn't beat I've got no soul, I got no guts I am hollow oh oh, I shoot you with arrows, And you grow trees out of my bones, I'll spawn you right back to the start, So sing along to my skelly heart. If I was just another rusty bone inside your head, Would you bump and scratch me until your face got red, If I were a normal person I would have a... see more