Frozen Layer
(What do you mean, Tyree?)
Yeah, ice, cold (Prrr!)
Yeah, cold, yeah (Sick!)
Going high, through the night, wildest ride, coldest winter
Steam and smoke, sandy snow, let me know if I'm goner
Got nothing to show off, I ain't gotta lie
Hard to compete with these yetis, bitch I ain't even tried
If I keep my life low what'll be in the end? Hard to keep it aside
(Just death? Just die!)
Return of the Ice Age, I swear, I can tell by the price
Much dissatisfaction you prolly can read in my eyes
Got rid of despair, hm, got rid of it twice
Now I'm rolling the dice
Fry, Futurama
Second chances, look I dunno
Spaceship tints, panorama
Racing tires Yokohama
Nah, nah, don't fuck with the drama
Don't stop, gonna team up
Yeah-yeah, we 'bout to get blown up, yah
Yeah, ice, cold (Prrr!)
Yeah, cold, yah (Sick!)
Going high, through the night, wildest ride, coldest winter
Steam and smoke, sandy snow, let me know if I'm goner
Wann let you to know what I mean, it's a what now?
Part of me telling myself (What?) you better be slowed down
Somedays I wann' take my emotions and turn them into a ghost town
Better be calm down
Nostalgia cycles, they wanna, they wanna go round and round
The way with the troubles
We're passing and giving em shouts out
We're leaving no do-doubt
We're leaving no do-doubt
We're leaving no do-doubt
Yah, the world is on ice
Wanna, wanna get rid of it twice, hm
Rolling the dice
Yeah, ice, cold (Prrr!)
Yeah, cold, yeah (Sick!)
Going high, through the night, wildest ride, coldest winter
Steam and smoke, sandy snow, let me know if I'm goner
Got nothing to show off, I ain't gotta lie
Hard to compete with these yetis, bitch I ain't even tried
If I keep my life low what'll be in the end? Hard to keep it aside
(Just death? Just die!)
Return of the Ice Age, I swear, I can tell by the price
Much dissatisfaction you prolly can read in my eyes
Got rid of despair, hm, got rid of it twice
Now I'm rolling the dice
Fry, Futurama
Second chances, look I dunno
Spaceship tints, panorama
Racing tires Yokohama
Nah, nah, don't fuck with the drama
Don't stop, gonna team up
Yeah-yeah, we 'bout to get blown up, yah
Yeah, ice, cold (Prrr!)
Yeah, cold, yah (Sick!)
Going high, through the night, wildest ride, coldest winter
Steam and smoke, sandy snow, let me know if I'm goner
Wann let you to know what I mean, it's a what now?
Part of me telling myself (What?) you better be slowed down
Somedays I wann' take my emotions and turn them into a ghost town
Better be calm down
Nostalgia cycles, they wanna, they wanna go round and round
The way with the troubles
We're passing and giving em shouts out
We're leaving no do-doubt
We're leaving no do-doubt
We're leaving no do-doubt
Yah, the world is on ice
Wanna, wanna get rid of it twice, hm
Rolling the dice
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Writer(s): Danila Ulianchenko
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