歌词
White winds blow, drifting over the inside
Cold breath flow, chill a soul on the outside
Will it slow? Turn your head 'till it feels right
Lay it low; turn your back on our heart fight
Black fog slow, crawling over the hillside
Cold words go, calling under the outside
Slain for no falling down on the inside
Lay me low; turn your back on our heart fight
Warm will glow, burn a hand on your frostbite
Down, down, down, make a deal with the daylight
Satellite love, hover over our hot night
Dead bones know, carry them 'till you feel fine
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