[verse 1] Break the ice off, hit me with a snow drop keep your clothes on, its gonna be a cold one shorts and sweaters, writing santa letters man Im freezin', cause its just the season dead leaves frozen, time to bring the hoes in forcing smiles, dont wanna see ya for a while bells keep ringin', ting a ling Im seething Im still freezing, tis the fucking season [slow - bridge] Silent nights hit different on your own every song sounding like a dial tone They say it'll pass, go from winter into spring but man this seasons got me feelin, feel-feelin, something mean (mean,mean,mean,mean) [verse 2] storefront glow, but it aint warmin shit crowded rooms, making me wanna split Mariah carey, on a short loop same song, too long, whatta dumb dupe Gift wrap lies in a plastic bow credit swipes just to match ya show everyone's up but my moods stayin low snow keeps fallin, I be moving real slow [glitchy - chorus] 'tis the season for frostbite and feelins fuck-all-of-this, and fuck, this shit 'tis the season for deadlight and dreamin fuck-all-of-this, and fuck, this shit 'tis the season for hindsight and healin fuck-all-of-this, and fuck, this shit 'tis the season for sick nights and screamin fuck-all-of-this, and fuck, this shit I dont know what I can get them I dont know what I can withstand I dont know if I can do it I dont know if I'll get through it [verse 2] midnight mass or its gonna be midnight drive by red and green got, me actin all colorblind snow keeps fallin, Im going numb calendar goes a drum a dumb dumb dumb every carol feels like a backhand call the karens, to strike up the ol' band please now boss, your my last good reason call it quits on this crappy season [slow - bridge] Silent nights hit different on your own every song sounding like a dial tone They say it'll pass, go from winter into spring but man this seasons got me feelin, feel-feelin, something mean (mean,mean,mean,mean) [glitchy - chorus] 'tis the season for frostbite and feelins fuck-all-of-this, and fuck, this shit 'tis the season for deadlight and dreamin fuck-all-of-this, and fuck, this shit 'tis the season for hindsight and healin fuck-all-of-this, and fuck, this shit 'tis the season for sick nights and screamin fuck-all-of-this, and fuck, this shit I dont know what I can get them I dont know what I can withstand I dont know if I can do it I dont know if I'll get through it [outro] cant wait till this seasons over
