Board Thread:Off Topic/@comment-25266931-20161119192054/@comment-25266931-20170321184123

"High Maintenance" a Weiss theme

Listen close

Really listen

There's a whisper

'Cross the wind

Look and listen...

Its oh so softly

Just like she's hissin'

And when she sees ya

Oh she glad to meet ya.

Little Frosty!

Little Frosty!

Forget what she says

Those lonely eyes

Scream it loudly!

Little Feisty!

Little Fiesty!

Cold shell of ice

But warm core inside.

Surround herself with pain

What better place to hide?

She glides through

Just like a cloud

Mist rolls in

Hush 'cross the crowd.

Now listen closely

Really listen

She's really gonna sing now

Serenade pain away now.

Little Icy!

Little Icy!

You can't push the world away.

Little Prissy!

Little Prissy!

Inside you'll wither and decay.

Oh All I really want is

To see what you sees

Let sync our soul and

Find that special something.

That something that you need

To fight that darkness.

Listen close.

Really listen.

In her melody

She'll show you

Harmony and anguish.

So when she glad see ya

Oh you know she needs ya.

Little Grumpy!

Little Grumpy!

Every day's war.

Little Frosty!

Little Frosty!

Never let 'em you're sore.