Frost*
Single • 2025
Yep I'm caught in January Can't call no summer to save me Ain't got no money, no Ain't got no happy-lucky-go No hope in this house on the hill Grey light is makin' me ill There's pressure on the phone They won't leave me alone I gotta get me outta here I gotta get me outta here I gotta get me outta here Can't take this western atmosphere Apparition ocean town Stains the sky, gets me down Drеamin' of my eastern shell Whilе livin' in a western hell I gotta get me outta here I gotta get me outta here I gotta get me outta here Can't take this- My mama said that I should walk tall "Be true to you, and you will be called" But now my life is in a free-fall Here in my hell, behind the eight ball I'm caught in January Can't call no summer to save me Ain't got no money, no Ain't got no happy-lucky-go My mama said that I should walk tall "Be true to you, and you will be called" But now my life is in a free-fall Here in my hell, behind the eight ball My mama said that I should walk tall "Be true to you, and you will be called" But now my life is in a free-fall Here in my hell, behind the eight ball I gotta get me outta here I gotta get me outta here I gotta get me outta here Can't take this western atmosphere I gotta get me outta here I gotta get me outta here I gotta get me outta here Can't take this western atmosphere I gotta get me outta here I gotta get me outta here I gotta get me outta here Can't take it, can't take it I gotta get me outta here I gotta get me outta here I gotta get me outta here Can't take it, can't take it
Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Feb 24, 2026
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