[Verse 1]

Pincushion season strikes again

Jack Frost in cloak and dagger, yeah

Those friends you saw with me before

They've all moved back to room and board

[Pre-Chorus]

Green salt littered on the stair

Frigid floors of a parking garage

[Chorus]

I hate the piercing cold, s’no surprise

Limbs quartered, trapped in compacted ice

I hate the piercing cold, crystallize

Limbs quartered, trapped in compacted ice

[Instrumental]

[Pre-Chorus]

People passing a flu around

I’m alone, I’m alone all the time

[Chorus]

I hate the piercing cold, s’no surprise

Limbs quartered, trapped in compacted ice

I hate the piercing cold, what's your demise?

Limbs quartered, trapped in compacted ice

[Outro]

Limbs quartered, trapped in compacted ice