Текст песни Black Ice

I took the bus down barthust street and saw where All the lonely people meet down there I sat on a pile of cigarettes and blew Icicles with one sharp breath towards you There's black ice, No sign Temper me and temper this, i've tried To fit in everything in a small time The winter brings a heaviness, this weight Is a hand over the things i shouldn't say There's black ice, No sign