The frost, it spreads across your lips
Across your heart, your fingertips
So if you try to reach for help
They feel the cold, leave you in hell
Because no one sees reality
Through fake smiles and pretend peace

MARYJUANA

The frost, it spreads across your lips Across your heart, your fingertips So if you try to reach for help They feel the cold, leave you in hell Because no one sees reality Through fake smiles and pretend peace


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