Winter's in you
It sneaks out your mouth
Like a snake spits poison
You decide what comes out

There's ice on the path
To your dangerous house
Your heart plays the owl
Mine plays the mouse

Your heart beats cold and holds
The night shines red against the white
It's a matter of time 'til time is not the matter
'Til all of us mad hatters
just decide to wear our hair
when we go out there

It's fine in passing when it comes with the rest
Your's lasts all year
The winds howl in your chest

Frost makes bones brittle
And soon you will break
And hiss your last curse
When there's no love left to take

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