Rhob Cunningham - Icy Sea Lyrics

Hear the people calling for a ch-ch-change
I doubt they're talking money
Rivals reacquainted with the changing rules of pen and paper fools

While an air round here stifles in the freeze, it's a chill still burning from the icy beneath
I've a gun by the pillow, bible by my feet and my guts're used to trusting both implicitly

There's an air round here, it stifles in the freeze
It's a furnace burning from the icy sea
And i've alarms on the windows,
Sensors on the door and i'm sleeping better than i ever did before

But i wake, honestly, uneasy

Wishing well graffiti writin' T - R - ... why, i doubt they're spelling trouble
Total reinterpretation is worth a try for bursting any bubble

While an air 'round here stifles in the freeze, it's a chill still burning from the icy beneath
I've a gun by my pillow a bible by my feet and my guts're used to trusting both implicitly

There's an air 'round here, it stifles in the freeze, it's a furnace burning from the icy sea
I've alarms on the windows, sensors on the door and i'm sleeping better than i ever did before

But i wake, honestly, uneasy