Créditos
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Steven Kyle Lane
Songwriter
Theodore John Maher
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ghost Town Remedy
Producer
Justin Francis
Mixing Engineer
Alex Haley
Mastering Engineer
Letra
I may have drank too much
But I won't cause a fuss
I may have smoked too much
Cuz I can't get enough
And when they call for ice
My fire's burning bright
This is my temperature
I'll probably sleep outside
You say I'm miserable
With 90 syllables
You say I lost control
A common criminal
Come winter I'll feel fine
Cold front will ease my mind
I'd rather sleep outside
Can't wait to freeze in time
Oh I can feel the cold
Come cool me down
You've got me feeling
So cold
Oh I can feel the cold
Come cool me down
You've got me feeling
So cold
This ain't your holiday
When nothing goes your way
There's nowhere left to go
So meet me in the snow
Oh I can feel the cold
Come cool me down
You've got me feeling
So cold
This ain't your holiday
When nothing goes your way
There's nowhere left to go
So meet me in the snow
Written by: Steven Kyle Lane, Theodore John Maher