Cold Island

My Singing Monsters

Look at the stars in the big black ink.
Tell me what you feel and tell me what you think,
Is it cold outside?
Is it cold out?

This,
Is what I life for;
This,
Is a wondeous... chill.
And yes,
It can be lonely.
But hey,
Do what you will.

Nobody likes me, everyone′s afraid of me.
It's because I am weird.
Nobody likes me, everyone′s afraid of me.
It's because I'm so... cold

Is it cold outside?
Is it cold outside?
Is it cold outside?
Is it cold outside?

Nobody likes me, everyone′s afraid of me.
It′s because I am weird.
Nobody likes me, everyone's afraid of me.
It′s because I'm so... cold