Dead of Winter

In the dead of winter
Through a pass of snow
Rollin' down the mountain
Nature’s hands unfold
Time is running faster
Making all the sparks
Taking in your pocket
Taking in my dark
Come take me home now
And you’re craving with the broken wheel
These are roaches that we talked about
A thousand times
Parking by the thin line
Digging deeper holes
Looking for the answer
Deep eye dark like glow
Check a demon standing
Take him for a ride
Heave the dirty ankle
When they scream out loud
Come take me home now
And you’re craving with the broken wheel
These are roaches that we talked about
A thousand times
Yea yea yea
Yea yea yea yea
Yea yea yea yea
Yea yea
Yea
Yea yea
Yea yea
Yea yea
Yea yea
Yea yea
Yea yea
Yea yea
Come take me home now
And you’re craving with the broken wheel
These are roaches that we talked about
A thousand times
Come take me home now
And you’re craving with the broken wheel
These are roaches that we talked about
A thousand times
A thousand times
A thousand times