Frosted Tips - Califone

In the old

Watching the new world die

Watching the new world die

Watching the new world die

In the old

Watching the new world die

Watching the new world die

Watching the new world die

Guardian angel

Belly full of twins

Churning in the long con

Jury judge my heroes are all junkies

Cold and easy

In the old

Watching the new world die

Watching the new world die

Watching the new world die

Frosted tips of blood

Drying in St. John 's beard

You made me mean

Wait and circle

Tremble and burn

And let it, let it, let it

Try

In the old

Watching the new world die

Watching the new world die

Watching the new world die

In the old

Watching the new world die

Watching the new world die

Watching the new world die

Bee stung lips

Your frosted tips

Are never growing out

Bee stung lips

Your frosted tips

Are never growing out