Microphones I Want To Be Cold
It's raining on me,
And I don't want it to stop.
I don't want to breathe anymore.
I want soggy ground,
I want to feel my feet in the sand.
I want water to rise and cover all the land,
I want to swim until my arms give out
And I come to an end.
I hope it happens soon,
I can't deal with feeling this bad.
I want to be cold
And I want it to snow so bad.
I hope your flames don't grow,
I want to be buried in snow.
I hope your flames don't grow,
I just want to be cold.
And I don't want you to know.