It\'s cold here with the heating on
I guess they don\'t tell you, how to hide away from that type of of weather
We never get it that bad
They\'re say it\'s the drafts, you can patch them up
It\'s still cold here even buried in dior blankets and plush pillows
It\'s still cold here when I get my tea from my favorite bat printed mug,
As I walk up the stairs in my cosy nightware and dressing gown
It\'s still cold...... Even when the sun is blazing
And when the drafts were fixed
The iciness blew in
And even when they were able to get rid of the cold
It was forever tarnished within
I still feel cold
A month later
And then I realized
The cold doesn\'t leave
It always creeps
The cold is always inside me
So why chose me, pretty please