If Winter Ends

i dreamt of a fever,

one that would cure me of this cold, winter set heart.

with heat to melt these frozen tears

and burned with reasons as to carry on.

into these twisted months

ill plunge without a light to follow

but i swear that i would follow anything

if it would just get me out of here.

and so you get six months to adapt

and you get two more to leave town

and in the event that you do adapt

we still might not want you around.

but I fell for the promise

of a life with a purpose

but I know thats impossible now

and so I drink to stay warm

and to kill selectred memories

cause I just cant think anymore about that

or about her tonight.

and I give myself three days to feel better

or else I swear am driving off a fucking cliff

because if I cant learn to make myself feel better

how can I expect anyone else to give a shiiiit

and I scream for the sunlight

or a car to take me anywhere

just get me past this dead and eternal snow

cause i swear that im dying

slowly but its happening

and if the perfect spring is waiting somewhere

just take me there

just take me there

just take me there

and lie to me and say

and lie to me and say

it's going to be alright

its going to be alright

yeah you worry too much kid,

its going to be alright.