Freezing Point - Archers of Loaf

Distance is up, static is down

And all the east coast, has burned out

Save for me, save for you

There’s nothing here to fucking do

Sleep in shit, and stinking too, freezing point, free to choose

Woke up dead, in my bed, too much shit in my head

No I could never, think of you again

No, no, no, no I could never, think of you again

Guitar

There was a sign, it’s all mine

And there’s some reason I might find

Got some plans, follow through

Find something that I could do

It’s always the east coast, always the asshole

Doing the wrong thing at the right time

Hanging half drunk, everytime

Anytime, all the time

No I could never, think of you again

No, no, no, no I could never, think of you again

No, no, no I could never, think of you again

No, no, no, no I could never, think of you again