Morning coffee at two o’clock,
With it an Ibumax¹
Gray light through the windows
Stick onto my gray skin
Sulphuric acid in my heart,
I fear it will corrode through the chest
I guess it’s better to go to sleep,
Won’t need to complain or waste time
I’m like winter, cold and pale
I’m like winter, cold and pale
Someone sits next to me in the bus
I feel anxious being in a public place
I admit that I fear looks
Do they look at or do they look past?
I know someone could interpret
That I’m just a presumptuous witch
Only further reason why
I’ll stay at home to wait for miracles
I’m like winter,
Cold and pale
I’m like winter,
Cold and pale
I know that I’m quite distant
If you ask, I’ll answer:
‘The season does it’
Nice to still be a part of a group
At least I’ve got someone to rage at
It hurts that I must hurt
Drag the other with me
I would relent for you, yes
Pack my bags, head to a different direction
Luckily everything is passing
Let’s remember that and we’ll get through this
I’m like winter,
Beautiful and fair²
I’m like winter,
Beautiful and fair²