Ice Cold
ice cold
it's ice cold in here
eyes all around
and I'm moving with fear
how am I going to go?
where to now?
maybe I'll never know
cause I don't know how
cold, cold, cold
ice
ice cold
green wood
who would have thought?
blue skies
for days I've fought
red cloth
we're all waiting for a flood
yellow paper
soaked yellow with blood
ice cold
it's ice cold in here
ice
cold, cold, cold
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Sunday, February 13, 2011
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