Lyrics Black Snow - Adam Watts

Black Snow

I can’t tell if I’m feeling right
Checked my pulse and my blood is running cold
It’s cold
I made friends with my demons
Went to war with reason
I guess I sold my soul
I can take it but it’s cold
Black snow
When it falls on me
It cuts straight through me
And it’s really getting old
Black snow
When it falls on me
It cuts straight through me
Black snow
Black snow
Found out where I fit this time
Fond dawn in the dying light
So low
New lows
No rest for my wicked side
No faith and the whole man dies
That’s all she wrote