Cold Creeps - Owl John, Scott Hutchison, Andy Monaghan

Cold creeps through my fingertips like

The frostbitten night, the frostbitten night

Cold creeps up the length of my spine

I’m surrendering, I am surrendering

Cold creeps stole the innocence

Look what they left me with, look what they left me with

Cold touches instruments

Dig into my head again, dig into my head

Ohhhhhhhh

A single silver thread

Strung around my neck

No one knows it’s there

Cause no one thought to check

The creeps will curl then rot

Whistle as they work

Though they’ll soon be gone

They’re certain to return

Cold creeps in the silent attack

Oh, I know you’ll be back, know you’ll be back

Cold creeps in the invisible hurt

Oh, I know you’ll return, know you’ll return

Cold creeps in the silent attack

Oh, I know you’ll be back, know you’ll be back

Cold creeps in the invisible hurt

Oh, I know you’ll return, know you’ll return