(Chorus)
Oh it's cold in here.
In your house of ice.
I know you have a hard time.
Being nice.
I know you struggle sometimes.
(Verse 1)
It's dark in here.
Can you let in some light.
Oh you didn't chisel any windows in.
You built your walls so high.
Where do you run?
When you don't know where the danger's coming from.
(Chorus)
Oh it's cold in here.
In your house of ice.
I know you have a hard time.
Being nice.
I know you struggle sometimes.
(Verse 2)
You wanted your house to be your mansion.
But your home became your prison.
Don't lie.
You wanted a place to run and hide.
You wanted to cry.
Forever, forever, forever.
In peace and quiet.
You weren't counting on having any visitors.
(Chorus)
Oh it's cold in here.
In your house of ice.
I know you have a hard time.
Being nice.
I know you struggle sometimes.
(Chorus)
Oh it's cold in here.
In your house of ice.
I know you have a hard time.
Being nice.
I know you struggle sometimes.
(Outro)
Even in the silence.
In the denial of your defiance.
You don't think I would know, on the drop of a dime.
I know, that you struggle sometimes.
About the Creator
Amber Fierce
I'm a writer and author. My works is in the supernatural, and paranormal branches of horror fiction. I also do narrations, book reviews, travel journal, animation, a variety of poetry, and monologues. https://amber-fierce.ghost.io
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