Hellsnow Minnesota
It's getting cold again
I wasted a good long year
Just hiding my dark parts from my light parts
And hearing my grey parts tear me a-part
I told my friends I was just loosing sleep
After my dad stop speaking to me
It's snowing again
In Minnesota
In Moorhead
In Waubun
Iced trees all along Hwy113
But my hands are getting hotter
While the rest of me goes cold
I quit this habit, I quit this habit, I QUIT THIS HABIT!
I've gripped my share of ice, I've tired my kind distractions
But still they're hot and burn themselves to burn me up
Every time I am reminded by everyone I know
I failed, and whole year in the tubes
I failed, and my hands left cold straight fine silver burns
The kind of brands you can easily find
Walmart
The hardware store
Art stores
Kitchen drawer
I quit this habit, I quit this habit, I QUITE THIS HABIT!
But that doesn't mean a thing
My stripes aren't gonna wash away
I can yell all I want at the mirror
But the snow drops in my yard still grow red
'Cause in all of Minnesota I know
There's a place inside me when things get cold
And my hands burn
In HellSnow Minnesota
Where love is unrequited and I fail at all my work
And long sleeves save my life
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