The pleasure of the cold
The pleasure of the cold
Seems that in some way
The frost wont try to hold
The pleasure of the ice
Is like assuring you can lay
In a world which is quite nice
The pleasure of the snow
As some would say
right were I want to go
The pleasure of the cold
Is like trying to lay
Right were I want to go.
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