Letra de Bald History Month

I cut off my hair, it was easy, because I'm not scared of going bald
Because the only things that are worth doing always take so long
That before they're even done they start to seem completely worthless
So I cut off my hair
Because the only reason not to be bald is that it's fun to get sheared
I let the dead cells of dead selves fall away
Imagine a pyramid with only the tip left undone
You already know what it's gonna look like but you still have to lift all those tons
I'm lost, but I'm not scared, I feel my fear moving away in rings through time for a million years
I shed my dead self when he rears his ugly head but he keeps growing back