Cover yourself with everything you can
Just to walk outside.
Buried inside an artificial tan with everything to hide
Positive this can't be, this can't be right
Positive this can't be, this can't be right
Well January's cold and February's colder,
but I can't stand to hold her anymore
And now, that I am older
I wish that I had told her:
"Well January's cold and February's colder,
but I can't stand to hold her anymore"
Cut yourself free,
Please, abandon me,
Before things get really bad.
Things get really bad.
Cut yourself free,
Please, abandon me
Don't blame yourself for my curiosity
I swear it's not your fault
A trial and terror tragedy
With these bitter tears
I swear they're filled with salt
Positive this can't be right,
This can't be right.
Positive this can't be right,
This can't be right.
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