Icing Up

I was sittin' on the window sill

And staring at the moon

Whistling a tune that really moved me

Yeah, yeah, yeah

I have no future for I’ve had no past

I'm just sitting here pullin’ arrows out of my heart

History repeats itself

Within the realms of my inexperience

It's the laughter in her eyes that makes me cry

I'm too tired to eat too lazy to die

See me dwindle watch me dwell

In my cut out corner in my plastic world