The Water Is Cold
Paper's getting thin, i gotta make it back again
Count your blessings, count your sins, i'm doing really bad again
Chemical on top my tongue, i'm going to hell and back again
Angel numbers in my head, repent to the most high, back again
By myself, by myself, i pour the water on top my head
Just know that i'm making amends when my hair is getting drenched
Ice cold and i like the way it's beading down my skin
Hypothermia inducing and i'll do it all again
How hard is it to be a decent person anymore
They made me sick, my eyes are sore
Life alert, I'm on the floor
If you were a bird, where would you fly?
Baby, i would fly around the world
Read the symbol on the bill, you know there's something more
In between the light, you'll find it at the corner store
Calypso tasting funning, forgot that it was muddy
That's some funny colored honey, their liver popped inside their tummy
Paper's getting thin, i gotta make it back again
Count your blessings, count your sins, i'm doing really bad again
Chemical on top my tongue, i'm going to hell and back again
Angel numbers in my head, repent to the most high, back again
By myself, by myself, i pour the water on top my head
Just know that i'm making amends when my hair is getting drenched
Ice cold and i like the way it's beading down my skin
Hypothermia inducing and i'll do it all again
Call me mr arctic man, they way i'm on a glacier
I miss the days when we were laughing watching Frasier
Finger tips, they started lacking circulation
If this keeps up, imma need an amputation
Cut the treads attached to my back
I'm a real boy, the crickets came with circumstance
Whatever does it take to make my reality enhanced
I got like 20 belts but none could really hold my pants
Even if i had the money
Count your blessing, count your sins cause you might go back to bad again
Fuck the chemicals cause i don't want to go to hell again
Angel numbers in my head, repent to the most high, back again
By myself, by myself, i pour the water on top my head
Just know that i'm making amends when my hair is getting drenched
Ice cold and i like the way it's beading down my skin
Hypothermia inducing and i'll do it all again
The water's cold and i love it
The water's cold and i love it
The water's cold and i love it
The water's cold and i love it
Count your blessings, count your sins, i'm doing really bad again
Chemical on top my tongue, i'm going to hell and back again
Angel numbers in my head, repent to the most high, back again
By myself, by myself, i pour the water on top my head
Just know that i'm making amends when my hair is getting drenched
Ice cold and i like the way it's beading down my skin
Hypothermia inducing and i'll do it all again
How hard is it to be a decent person anymore
They made me sick, my eyes are sore
Life alert, I'm on the floor
If you were a bird, where would you fly?
Baby, i would fly around the world
Read the symbol on the bill, you know there's something more
In between the light, you'll find it at the corner store
Calypso tasting funning, forgot that it was muddy
That's some funny colored honey, their liver popped inside their tummy
Paper's getting thin, i gotta make it back again
Count your blessings, count your sins, i'm doing really bad again
Chemical on top my tongue, i'm going to hell and back again
Angel numbers in my head, repent to the most high, back again
By myself, by myself, i pour the water on top my head
Just know that i'm making amends when my hair is getting drenched
Ice cold and i like the way it's beading down my skin
Hypothermia inducing and i'll do it all again
Call me mr arctic man, they way i'm on a glacier
I miss the days when we were laughing watching Frasier
Finger tips, they started lacking circulation
If this keeps up, imma need an amputation
Cut the treads attached to my back
I'm a real boy, the crickets came with circumstance
Whatever does it take to make my reality enhanced
I got like 20 belts but none could really hold my pants
Even if i had the money
Count your blessing, count your sins cause you might go back to bad again
Fuck the chemicals cause i don't want to go to hell again
Angel numbers in my head, repent to the most high, back again
By myself, by myself, i pour the water on top my head
Just know that i'm making amends when my hair is getting drenched
Ice cold and i like the way it's beading down my skin
Hypothermia inducing and i'll do it all again
The water's cold and i love it
The water's cold and i love it
The water's cold and i love it
The water's cold and i love it
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Writer(s): Christopher Ferguson
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