It gets so cold inside this building.
Arcade games make my head hurt.
Carver's on my mind as another kid pulls on my shirt.
You took a needle for me and I watched your skin bleed as the ink became part of who you are.
Without you, we'd lose our hearts.
You replace the cold that this building holds.
You make contentment stay.
Arcade games make my head hurt.
Carver's on my mind as another kid pulls on my shirt.
You took a needle for me and I watched your skin bleed as the ink became part of who you are.
Without you, we'd lose our hearts.
You replace the cold that this building holds.
You make contentment stay.