I no longer look to see if I'm coming back.
Just now I feel as cold as I could ever be.
I try to hide the icy patch deep inside of me.
No longer can I hide it as it covers me in frost.
That me that used to smile is now completely lost.
I just remain to look ahead and peer on down the road.
I think I have gone into that fuck everything mode.
Counting down the minutes until they turn into days.
I watch the weeks go passed but the feeling stays.
After months and years have gone I still reside...
I stay so you can say that all I've done is lied.
It wasn't a lie before but now it just might be.
Which is why I let you go so of the ice you may be free.