The earth is so cold this time of year And these four walls play on my biggest fears The sickness it spreads from hand to hand Oh god how the maddening moments crawl by And I'm driven to tears December drives me to tears The still cold and frigid breeze Insist I seek comfort and some sort of ease Will I envoke the eternal sleep Or suffer another miserable spring This metal tastes good to me This noose looks good on me This metal tastes so good to me This noose looks so good on me This metal tastes goodTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
