Not a hot towel shave can save you from a cold bitch
Throw down, roll you around, choking on your bullshit
Any time you have spend it on the Good Life
Get high. Money supply. In your back a hot knife.

Will this be the day you die?

You're so snowblinded
You're so snowblinded
You're so snowblinded
You're so snowblinded

Can we all agree that hell rides on a cold wind?
Check your head. Bloodshed. This is war so lean in.
Any time you have, man you better get clear
This disease will feed the need - can you hear?

Will this be the day you die?

You're so snowblinded
You're so snowblinded
You're so snowblinded
You're so snowblinded

You're so snowblinded
You're so snowblinded
You're so snowblinded
You're so snowblinded
You're so snowblinded
You're so snowblinded