Frigid Hellos its time we meet again   speaking in space bars cause I know your tongue   but theres nothing to talk about      Shrouded in faces, where's your underneath?   When did it get so hard to get along ?   so I'll just sit here watching      Crouched in corners   watching whats outside   analyze and criticize the world   Forced to put my romance in one touch of my filthy trend   yes I'm to blame      Ramble in circles looking for my home   trip on the concrete call that square my own   but its just where I'm sleeping.      Look in the alley I can see your eyes   They try to keep your judgements in disguise   But I still hear them preaching:      "Hey man can you spare some change   take your life and rearrange   Hey got some time on your hands   wanna see the face of god"      Walk with storm clouds floating in my head   keep a steady pace to stop the cold   the fire of solitude burns on steady till the end   oh my filthy trend my filthy trend yes I'm to blame      Its cold, its cold outside and I'm looking for some air   you tell me how does it feel way up there   I tried, I tried just running looking for a home   you told me that you wouldn't leave me alone.