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It was February
I was cold and I was high
It was February
I was cold and I was high

He looked up
He lost control
He was de-gloved
He was jelly rolled

It was February
I was cold and I was high

He wanted love
He wanted soul

There's not enough
To make him whole

It was February
I was cold and I was high

The swell of heaven on my dashboard
I can see my spinal cord rip high
Hey, hey, hey
It's raining glass like a fever storm
Every promise I have sworn tonight
Hey, hey, hey
The swell of heavеn on my dashboard
I can see my spinal cord swing high
High
It's raining glass like a fever storm
Evеry promise I have sworn tonight
Hey

It was February
I was cold and I was high, high, high
It was February
I was cold and I was...

Are you ready for the storm?
Are you ready for?
Are you ready for the storm?
Are you ready for the storm?
Are you ready for?
Are you ready for the storm?
Are you ready for the storm?
Are you ready for?
Are you ready for the storm?
Are you ready for the storm?
Are you ready for?
Are you ready for the storm?

Are you ready for the storm?
Are you ready for?
Are you ready for the storm?
Are you ready for the storm?
Are you ready for?
Are you ready for the storm?
Are you ready for the storm?
Are you ready for?
Are you ready for the storm?
Are you ready for the storm?
Are you ready for?
Are you ready for the storm?