The Water Tower's my prison guard
I lay sprawling in my snowy yard
The cold wind licks my face
I feel like a beaten dog
My soft fur coat and trembling claws
Abandoned by my own race
But I want cold, I want it to blow
All around me in this place
But I don't know, your warmth's so close
It's all I think about these days
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The Water Tower's my prison guard
I lay sprawling in my snowy yard
The cold wind licks my face
I feel like a beaten dog
My soft fur coat and trembling claws
Abandoned by my own race
But I want cold, I want it to blow
All around me in this place
But I don't know, your warmth's so close
It's all I think about these days
I lay sprawling in my snowy yard
The cold wind licks my face
I feel like a beaten dog
My soft fur coat and trembling claws
Abandoned by my own race
But I want cold, I want it to blow
All around me in this place
But I don't know, your warmth's so close
It's all I think about these days
Writer: Jacob McCooey
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