empty cities
bitter faces
people living lives without no paces
freezing on the street
with the look of defeat
that's only if they can afford the heat
doing their best to bare the sleet and snow
only way to cope is by laying low
you'd do the same if it were 30 below
dog fucking days of winter
the lives we love to deplore
the lives we chose to ignore
can't stand
can't stand the thought
can't stand
can't stand straight
can't stand