Oh it's cold around here
Somebody specialized the fear
And i sound like a dying Johnny Cash
What was my last supper
Was it trash
And your mind's getting lost
And the times they are rough
And the fingers that are crossed
And you feel like horse, bleeding out, no energy, my dear
When the hopes they are high
And you're busy staying by
And then you realize
You won't catch the butterfly
You're chasing moments
Oh it's cold around here
Somebody specialized the fear
When you're home, home and near
And you're working out your bones at the fire
And the wind it is blowing
And your high hopes are coming back to town
You feeling like a clown
And the ones you believed in, they have turned pretty shitty, my dear
My dear, the fear is here, my dear
My dear, the fear is here to disappear
Oh it's cold around here
Somebody specialized the fear
And i sound like a dying Johnny Cash
What was my last supper, was it trash
And it's windy and it's shindy and you're mind's getting lost
And the times they are crossed
And the fingers that are lost
And you feel it's coming back, back it's here
My dear, the fear is here, my dear
My dear, the fear is here to disappear
Oh it's cold around here
Somebody specialized the fear
And i sound like a dying Johnny Cash
What was my last supper, was it trash
And your mind's getting lost
And the times they are rough
And the fingers that are crossed
And you feel like horse, bleeding out, no energy, my dear