Hypothermia

You're a god-forsaken thunderstorm So devastating, and yet so fascinating I can feel it shivering down my back, 'cause you're the hunter and I'm the hunted I can feel the rain dripping on my skin even though it's cloudless The air's so cold I can feel it twisting my throat and cutting up my lungs Headwind, it's a way too twisted road Road signs too dark to even pretend that I have been here before But there's no turning back anymore I'm not insane but I think you love to see me hurt And I feel you smiling as I hit the dirt So let's stop pretending this is a happy ending The air's so cold I can feel it twisting my throat and cutting up my lungs