Cyberbully2037 - Winds Talk (Bikes)

I get cold like Canadian shoulders in winter
Thought she a cutie call her over for dinner
She snow up the room, yea we call her yung blizzard
Call it white, feeling blue, said I wish it was different

Doin bike tricks but my tires go flat
She hip the vape, she don't let me hit that
She got a glick that she gotta blast
When she call me like a neutron star I collapse
Doin bike tricks but my tires go pop
She into coke, yea but I don't drink pop
No weed in my car I don't wanna get caught
We gotta sneak but she like gettin caught

I might tell her that a mess is over
I might tell another cutie come over
I might sit at home and play Myst
Man cause all I do is point and click

Cold like Canadian shoulders in winter
Thought she a cutie call her over for dinner
She snow up the room, yea we call her yung blizzard
Call it white, feeling blue, said I wish it was different

Said I wish it was different

She say hello and my nerves go whack
And I can hear the wind talking at my back
Acting so cold that my feet froze black
Buried in snow and the ice wont crack

Written by:
Quinton Miller

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