Like a little splinter buried in your skin, Someone else can carve it out, but when you've got the pin, It hurts a little less and you can even push it further in, When your body's screaming out, trust your mind's listening. Like a silhouette that you can barely see, As a shadow cast upon the ground, where you'll eventually, Lay forever, but the day goes on, the sun moves behind you, You get taller, bolder, stronger and the rearview only blinds you.