Icicles from Winter by Ryan Wiseman, Chiru-san

I’m coming to get my worth
Damn it I know I need it
How do you forget me, how do you?

On the road, I’m kinda hating everything
So I’ve been looking down, looking for somewhere up
Icicles, they are one thing I can find
Your thoughts are looking down

These icicles are melting
You gotta not hold on, hold on, just not hold on
Just look, see all the icicles surrounding
You can’t process that
Icicles are melting
The icicles are melting
Gotta go, and deliver what you don’t want to
These icicles, they are made of tears

Dive in here, dive in here
You were my snowfall; you were you were
I don’t ever wanna see the other side of this

Well the leaves are bent
And the grass is torn
I guess I wonder if you ever wanna see the icicles form
Well the leaves are bent
And the grass is torn
I guess I wonder if you ever wanna see the icicles form
Well the leaves are bent
And the grass is torn
I guess I wonder if you ever wanna see the icicles form
Well the leaves are bent
And the grass is torn
I guess I wonder if you ever wanna see the icicles form

I feel like the road to happiness is never gonna surpass
Feel my road to gender is one always at an impasse
Because of the people

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