Frosty da snowman
Bluelighter
The midnight sun rose to it’s apex somewhere around misunderstanding
A troubled storm brewed, rising across the forehead clouding forward vision
A clear path lies only on a road we don’t want to take
Standing in indecision fearing rain, blind and stumbling I walk
Fear and loathing on that desert trip
I hate questions
I’ll just have to ask
A troubled storm brewed, rising across the forehead clouding forward vision
A clear path lies only on a road we don’t want to take
Standing in indecision fearing rain, blind and stumbling I walk
Fear and loathing on that desert trip
I hate questions
I’ll just have to ask
