Sittin in the snow
the cold wind blows
and nips my nose
i wonder how deep my mind goes
I remember those days when I felt sane
when my heart wasn’t swallowed in this pain
when I would dance instead of sit in the rain
now this change is as plain as day
how this feeling won’t go away
so instead it stays
and it laughs at the game it plays
it plays on my mind
I’m running out of time to find
to say my last goodbyes
I shut my eyes
the tears turn to ice
on this cold winter night
I’m buried in this fright
I no longer see the light
I gaze up at the sky
wishing I could fly
but instead I must die
the pain from the lies
I try to confide
but no ones by my side
so I run and hide
but no matter how hard I try
my mind won’t comply
to give a little spark
to save me from the dark
so I sit here in the cold
my heart no longer gold
no hand left to hold
my mind growing old
and my bones begin to fold
soon I’ll be buried in the snow
my death is slow
just like the wind I’ll fade
so I take this blade
and I cut deep in my skin
so I say now let the games begin