Frost in the grass glittersDance in it barefoot for awhileUntil
it hurts and i'll know it stingsBefore turning numbI guess
you win and you lose someWe're at warRealize this is a
heart-attackOne nation under at attackHeart is frozen but
it's ready to crackFrostbite biting slowTurning blood and
veins coldIce with claws climbingUnwards my veinsBut i will be
searching for a heart that won't get old