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On Most Surfaces [Inu?t]
The frost hits me in the eyeAnd wakes me
These are blurry winters
And I cannot see
I walk into the white light of the snow
When the sun comes
I break it with my shadow
Which tales me where I go
The frost hits me in the eye
And wakes me
I am the snow falling down on you
I tear up your face with my frost
And make you run to somewhere warm
When I come I see you get away
I burst out about your emptiness
The frost hits me in the eye
And wakes me
These are blurry winters
And I cannot see
