Eric Dutton - Frostbite

I've been outta my mind
I've been outta my mind for the longest time
I forgot all my lines
I step out the door and all is white
Blistering cold in the winter-est morning
Enter the storm and relinquish to forces
Outside of my control, got no hands on the wheel
Chilly but here's a devil and he fancies a deal
Can he be real?
Or am I just hallucinating
Not used to making sense, but the chances are nil
Words are just a weapon that I brandish to kill
The cold within myself and it demands that I'm skilled
I need a Yoda or a master instilled
Just know when I see it rise, grab it I will
I'm talking gravity thrills, sky-diving
And faceplanting on the dirt, get up, like nice try
Then the blizzard slams my walls again
The cold inferno of ice shards within
I'm balling fists, 'bout to haymaker this snowstorm
Take shelter, cause when I hit the punch
You might say that I'm fiending for may weather
Why do I pay this insane debt, I raise hell upon my
Cranium by my dang self
Autumn ends, and winter begins
Hibernate in my cave, well into the spring
I rest my case
My face frostbit from staying out too late
I never wanted this to happen, no, no, no
I've been falling on my face
And the dirt it don't taste great
But I'll dig my way out
Dig my way out
This grave been digging on my own
Comparison is the thief of joy
But we destroy, so why do we even need a voice
When we see the choice is distraught
Realize your life is overdrawn
Soul float like helium
Through my ceiling, um
Not mycelium
But my cell ain't talking to me
Snowstorms fall asleep
Maybe I can venture out
Maybe I can rid this doubt
Maybe I can swing for the fences but defenseless
I'm anxious so just get down
My fist is out, frostbitten, you chop it down
You'd prefer if I'm not around
I return when my heart is pounding
Until then I'm a call this off
They say all snowflakes are different
But they all melt at the same temp
So don't even step forward to me if you're gonna say same diff
That's misdirection
I'm imperfected
If I think ahead then how can I bust
I'm picturesque if
I wish to image it
End of anything, so how can I trust
Cause the second I step out, it's blizzard again
I wish that I could vanish like a wizard or witch
And get the finish to quit
Cause even if I freeze there's still this fire inside
So many ride or they die
Trying to find where the
Autumn ends, and winter begins
Hibernate in my cave, well into the spring
I rest my case
My face frostbit from staying out too late
I never wanted this to happen, no, no, no
I've been falling on my face
And the dirt it don't taste great
It's so cold inside your eyes
It's so cold
Frostbit from looking at your eyes
Frostbit from gazing at your soul

Written by:
Eric Dutton

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