Текст песни invoice - serpentwithfeet

I′d be a stencil of a man
I'd taste the sting of violent hands
If it weren′t for you
If it weren't for you
I'm sorry for calling your love "sickness"
I needed your strength but mocked your thickness
But I owe so much to you, owe so much to you

Whatever makes you cold...
Whatever makes you cold, freezes me
Even when we grow old you′ll speak to me
Whatever makes you cold
Freezes me, freezes, freezes me

He straddles the equator not the fence
Taught us to break our wrists, not our promises
Not our promises, he always keeps his promises
Because of him
Lesser men have set their father′s home ablaze
And as the smoke billowed all those men became
The boys they never got to be
Never got to be

Whatever makes you cold
Whatever makes you cold. freeze says me
Even when we grow old you'll speak to me
Whatever makes you cold
Freezes me, freezes me, freezes me
Oh, I′m committed to you