Winter's Coming

Are you in danger?
You swore by a ship wreck?
and now you are stranded sinking like a ghost.
So sit by your door, and wait for me to storm in.
But I swear, I swear I'm never coming home.
And the Winter's coming close.
And my body's growing cold.
And I'm trembling in fright, oh my.
'Cause I am a sinner with a crooked smile,
and you took to the rhythm of a no good liar.
I drown in the mirror, you know this thing is damn disease,
and I never surface who I want to be.
I'm shaking with bruises; I can barely stand my shape,
not when every inch, it hesitates,
and it breaks, and it breaks, and it breaks, and it breaks..
And the Winter's coming close.
And my body is growing cold.
And I'm trembling in fright, oh my.
'Cause I am a sinner with a crooked smile,
and you took to the rhythm of a no good liar.
I am a sinner with a crooked smile,
and you took to the rhythm of a no good liar.
'Cause I am a sinner with a crooked smile,
and you took to the rhythm of a no good liar.
I am a sinner with a crooked smile,
and you took to the rhythm of a no good liar.
I am a sinner with a crooked smile,
and you took to the rhythm of a no good liar.
I am a sinner with a crooked smile,
and you took to the rhythm of a no good liar.
I am a sinner with a crooked smile,
and you took to the rhythm of a no good liar.
I am a sinner with a crooked smile,
and you took to the rhythm of a no good liar.