The Cold

Why should I fight?
Cause this job won’t do me right
I sleep alone on a bed of debt
I’ll just go out, get too drunk, I’m blacking out
And wake up with a head of poison
Hey, it’s been nice
But the cold can’t kill me twice
It’s just dirt, it’s just shade
Hey, it’s been swell
But fuck off and go to hell
I’ll just sit and I’ll just stay
In hell I could be, I could live there happily
Without a door, without a window
See me there if you promise not to stare
It’s just me having a ball again
Hey, it’s been nice
But the cold can’t kill me twice
It’s just dirt, it’s just shade
Hey, it’s been swell
But fuck off and go to hell
I’ll just sit and I’ll just stay