كلمات Winter

The Sun fell asleep I didn’t speak for a week But there is calm in darkness Take off my high heels The snow burns my feet But there is ease in simple aches My sweet slow-burning hell I lull myself with Mm, mm My sweet slow-burning hell I lull myself with Mm, mm Frostbites on the spots Where you gave me a kiss Frostbites on the spots Where you gave me a kiss My sweet slow-burning hell I lull myself with Mm, mm My sweet slow-burning hell I lull myself with Mm, mm