Melting Songtext

von Venrez

Before that drink down your throat sinks, can I ask what brought you to the brink. Life's persecution with no restitution, self destruction ain't the solution.
Gotta be a better way to go, than buried by the snow. More to this than what we felt, waiting for the sun to melt.
Sittin here sweating in my chair, try to find a reason to care. Those little ones with itchy feet crawl on my face, do what you gotta do ain't no disgrace.
Gotta be a better way to go, than buried by the snow. More to this than what we felt, waiting for the sun to melt. Gotta be a better way to go, than buried by the snow. More to this than what we felt, waiting for the sun to melt.
Sittin here sweating in my chair, try to find a reason to care. Those little ones with itchy feet crawl on my face, do what you gotta do ain't no disgrace. Been dreamin all day, never been much to say. Don't know if I did anything good, but when I was a kid they all told me I would.
Gotta be a better way to go, than buried by the snow. More to this than what we felt, waiting for the sun to melt. Gotta be a better way to go, than buried by the snow. More to this than what we felt, waiting for the sun to melt.