MiDAN - Distractions

It's fifteen degrees inside, it's burnin' my mind
I'm feelin' the breeze you're right it's cold outside
It's distracting the things that are going in my head
I met her again at ten all out of the blue
I freeze like I'm dead, forget what I'm supposed to do
No, c'mon
I'm tired can barely stand on my feet
I'm slippin' the rounds, can't fight off the heat
Feel like an old man, yet I'm only sixteen
It's yours I incline the fault is plain on the sign
But since it's not mine I've gone off and resigned
It'll happen again for the rest of the time
But I can't show my spite 'cause it won't make my wrongs right
No! Distractions!

Written by:
Miguel Ospina

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