Songtexte:
December Quiet Cold

ulcered blood and cements in the fear until the Next time Your senses seem unclear only one thing appears the prison safety that is your Own Quiet cold

dicks They get their kicks from being pricks It's a quirk, we just can't fix 'Cause all cartoons are fuckin' dicks Peter: ?So he?s the cold prick?? Stewie

wishing their brothers to the light wind blows quiet when man is sleeping once he arises the fire burns again an azure dusk in december the month

On a cold night, late December As the snow fell to earth That's the one night, we remember When a woman gave birth And for miles and miles around The

fuckin' dicks They get their kicks from being pricks It's a quirk, we just can't fix 'Cause all cartoons are fuckin' dicks ?So he?s the cold prick?? ?

the meteor's how it's perceived And the meteoroid's a bone thrown from the void that lies quiet in offering to thee You came and lay a cold compress

It happened one day near December's end Two neighbors called on an old friend And they found his shop so meager and lean Made gay with thousand bows of

meteor's how it's perceived And the meteoroid's a bone thrown from the void that lies quiet in offering to thee You came and lay a cold compress upon

same struggles you are right now and it's probably me I remember December middle of a bitter winter Ass on the trunk feet swinging by the fender Arguing with you in the freezing cold