Set It Off And Try To Get Off Because You Were Only Concerned With Coming Easy. These Are The Words Of Winter From The Role Of A Victim, To Write It Off, I Only Hope You Could... No, Your Hands Will Not Brush My Face, No, My Hands Will Not Venture To Waist, No, I Remember How You'd Say, No, No, No... I Swore It Off For Nineteen Years. (and I Only Hope You Could)