Cold Therapy
My therapist wants me to try cold therapy
'cause the warmth from the rum isn't good for me
Put the faucet on twenty degrees
Hold your breath and count to three
My therapist wants me to take my layers off
But I'm freezing to death at my part time job
I'm more content in this sweater of mine
I do better in July
It's not 'life it shivering', it's 'life is suffering'
So icing my pressure points isn't enough for me
Expose your skin til it burns
They promise it'll lessen the hurt
My tears feel like fire, they burn down my face
And the irony is it's the ice that I hate
Seasonal sadness disorders have peaked
Up my dosage to fifteen
Maybe I need time to warm up to you
Too cold to hold yourself tight in the blue
Nicest thing I have is my winter coat
Shower cold to stay afloat
It's not 'life it shivering', it's 'life is suffering'
So icing my pressure points isn't enough for me
Expose your skin til it burns
They promise it'll lessen the hurt
Unlock the windows to combat the heat
I'm reaching for help but the joke is on me
My blanket is weighted, too heavy to hold
In pain til my veins turn cold
'cause the warmth from the rum isn't good for me
Put the faucet on twenty degrees
Hold your breath and count to three
My therapist wants me to take my layers off
But I'm freezing to death at my part time job
I'm more content in this sweater of mine
I do better in July
It's not 'life it shivering', it's 'life is suffering'
So icing my pressure points isn't enough for me
Expose your skin til it burns
They promise it'll lessen the hurt
My tears feel like fire, they burn down my face
And the irony is it's the ice that I hate
Seasonal sadness disorders have peaked
Up my dosage to fifteen
Maybe I need time to warm up to you
Too cold to hold yourself tight in the blue
Nicest thing I have is my winter coat
Shower cold to stay afloat
It's not 'life it shivering', it's 'life is suffering'
So icing my pressure points isn't enough for me
Expose your skin til it burns
They promise it'll lessen the hurt
Unlock the windows to combat the heat
I'm reaching for help but the joke is on me
My blanket is weighted, too heavy to hold
In pain til my veins turn cold
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Writer(s): Madilyn Morrow
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