I've been outside for ten long minutes, I'm freezing cold.
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I am not used to all of this snow.
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When I see the snow, it freezes me in place.
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I cannot move my hands or fingers and I cannot feel my face.
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But you, you aren't to blame.
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I will stand here until you awake, and when you wipe that sand from your eyes,
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I will still be outside waiting patiently unless I have died.
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I'll fall backwards and be buried with those flakes that fall from the sky.
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Oh but I will resurrect a man with three coal buttons on his vest.
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And those eyes as black as death, just to whisper in your ear it's for the best,
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it's for the best, it's for the best.
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Cold On The Soul
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