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letra de winter kings - flight distance

[chorus]
“and so, winter creeping, inside your mind”
“and so, winter creeping, inside your mind”

[verse 1: patience]
oh artemis please, won’t you save a place in your heart for me
my strings are broken and frozen from everything that is harsh i see
you’re hoping to open up those arms and bleed?
well i’ll be holding my home, as dear as i can, go coat the snow we arctic breeze
the winter king, sold his soul to the trees to part the seas
bring your leaves back baby, you’re looking starved i see your shadow dancing in my window
pain and the season’s darkest, see i start to sleep
i’ve carved my niche but see it’s glazed in ice
i face the night and take a hike through intimate basic sights
my lineage traces back to a monarch of misery
honor but visibly omnipotent through all infinity
i can move any direction in this equinox
celestial chess from squares to spheres i’m kicking it in my thickest socks
you might be thinking it’s odd somber and over solstice
but i’m keeping this mitt on my iron fist, by hiding what i’ve accomplished
i use the subzero temperature as my gauntlet
my hierarchy’s unconscious, subdued forever haunted
so even after i’m gone and the fresh air flourishes
even after i’m gone and the concrete resurfaces
my frostbite will scar you, i’m f-cking merciless
i foster anger and pain, it’s time to nourish it
i’m damaged refrain, five months thank what i bring
look at the cards you’re dealt, you will always be outranked by the gang
yeah

[chorus]
“and so, winter creeping, inside your mind”
“and so, winter creeping, inside your mind”

[verse 2: bender]
winter kings, holding scepters with no precious stones
the coldest crew that ever held a throne
the doctor checked on mother nature with a stethoscope
said the wendigo inside her gut would break her pelvic bone like [?]
the shelter closed and my second home in h-ll is froze
another starving artist in the arctic archipelago
we dwell below the melting snow where the desert grows
enveloped in sloth i used the seasons as a metronome
i walk past broken telephone poles in wretched cold
where every road is ten below the previous freezing head to toe
wealthy folks maintain their healthy glow
most would sell their soul like helmut kohl to get behind that velvet rope
staring at the january centerfold
i felt alone, quoting letters home that i never wrote
the notches on my belt have grown, belly swole to a jello bowl
i’m sitting waiting for the final bell to toll
so play a cello bow once my sh-ll is broke
and then my ghost can float its way back to the magnetic pole
no bed of roses here just hope the weather holds
just grant me safe p-ssage to the tundra now to rest my bones
play a cello bow once my sh-ll is broke
and then my ghost can float its way back to the magnetic pole
winter kings

[chorus]
“and so, winter creeping, inside your mind”
“and so, winter creeping, inside your mind”

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