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Bad Weather

As if for the hundredth time, winter has come again.
I climbed up onto the icy throne of love
And got so cold, my strength is gone.
Why did you ask me about love?
It gently whirls, it whirls, the bad weather.
It gently whirls our last snow.
How can I venture into such bad weather?
How can I resolve to make an escape?
 
What, can I switch the wheel of life
And swap this fate for the oncoming lane?
Well, on all the highways, the ice has not thawed
And it’ll just carry me to you anyway.
It gently whirls, it whirls, the bad weather.
It gently whirls our last snow.
How can I venture into such bad weather?
How can I resolve to make an escape?
 
It gently whirls, it whirls, the bad weather.
It gently whirls our last snow.
How can I venture into such bad weather?
How can I resolve to make an escape?
 
As if for the hundredth time, winter has come again.
I climbed up onto the icy throne of love
And got so cold, well, my strength is gone.
Why did you ask me about love?
It gently whirls, it whirls, the bad weather.
It gently whirls our last snow.
How can I venture into such bad weather?
How can I resolve to make an escape?
 
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