I’m the volcano everyone warned you about   I’m your friend that never forgets what you’re about   And I won’t be caught up between a rock and a hard place   I’ll just look you in the eye.      The rock is a symbol on which I stand   And if you mess with me again I’ll take it in hand   And I’ll break through the lies and I’ll break through the pain   And when I’m all done things won’t be the same.      And as I walk away I’ll hear you calling my name   And when I look back I’ll see nothing but shame and a shell   Of a person made up of the remains of a life that never worked out your way.      When you say one thing and do another   It’s time you start seeing how you affect others   And you can’t walk your talk when you’re just babbling off   Dead bodies of useless knowledge.      So now I walk my talk on this journey where I stand   With this song on my breath and a rock in my hand   Rock in my hand   A piece of the remains   Rock in my hand things will never be the same.