Cold front moving like a snail
Crisp skin, broken legs, "she's here"
You've killed summer, lady luck is a fucking whore
Made in Mississippi, play me your blues old man
Tinted red sunglasses are your best friend
Stained green sheets are Benedict Arnold, "she's here"
I love those moments, still yet hostile
Arctic season, slow yet fierce
Gifts of silver and coal Cold front moving like a snail Crisp skin, broken legs, "she's here" You've killed summer, lady luck is a fucking whore Made in Mississippi, play me your blues old man Tinted red sunglasses are your best friend Stained green sheets are Benedict Arnold, "she's here" I love those moments, still yet hostile Arctic season, slow yet fierce Explain Request ×
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