Art Songtext
von Will Wood and the Tapeworms

Well, if winter comes and takes my life
Will it be the death I had in mind?
Or will I be captured in the ice?
To preserve the way I died


Well at 27, will I see?
That I was born to be the man I′ll be?
And if I change myself can I still stay me?
Or did I just change my mind? Whoah

I am a point in time and space
And I am the truth that I create
And so where my matter takes its stand
No it doesn't matter who I am

No it doesn′t matter who I am

And I'm gonna be