So, I lost my head a while ago
But you've seem to done no better
We set fire in the snow
It ain't over, I'm not done
Some do magic and some do harm
I'm holding on, holding on
I'm holding on to a straw
Who is the Alpha and What is made of cloth?
How do you say you're sorry?
And there's nothing to be afraid of
Is it dark already? How light is a light?
Do you laugh while screaming?
Is it cold outside?
One thing I know for certain
Ohhhhh I'm pretty sure, 
It ain't over I'm not done.