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Coast Modern- Frost (LYRICS)

ORIGINAL AUDIO:    • Coast Modern - Frost [Official Visualizer]   Facebook:   / coastmodernm.  . Twitter:   / coastmodern   Instagram:   / coastmodernmusic   Soundcloud:   / coast-modern   Website: http://coastmodernmusic.com/ Song: Frost Artist: Coast Modern Softwares: Windows Live Movie Maker/Power Director Mobile App/Microsoft Expression Encoder 4 "Copyright Disclaimer Under Section 107 of the Copyright Act 1976, allowance is made for "fair use" for purposes such as criticism, comment, news reporting, teaching, scholarship, and research. Fair use is a use permitted by copyright statute that might otherwise be infringing. Non-profit, educational or personal use tips the balance in favor of fair use." The font used in this lyric video is called "Silk Remington," or Silk Remington Bold, and can be downloaded here: http://tinyurl.com/SilkRemington LYRICS: On the trees the apples freeze with the weather’s change Trudging through a lake of leaves the blue sky turns to gray And the sun is a ghost You were there by my side, said you'd never leave I'll be fine, it's the Lord's design the way you lie to me is my favorite thing about you 'Cause without a bit of magic, there's nothing but the truth I called the shots, made the plays, 'til you came around and stole my flame, girl Now I'm lack of life, breathing slow, looking 'round for a way out of these chains Past the creek, at the forest edge, in a field we rolled the stones Made a shrine to the summer time but now it's filled with snow And the home of a wolf In the night, I have spied it looking in on me I bet in its head it plots the death of all humanity and the things that we built for ourselves Cause we know without magic, heaven would be hell You called the shots, made the plays, 'til I came around and stole your flame girl Now you're lack of life, breathing slow, looking 'round for a way out of these chains Oh ooh ooh Well, I ain't ever gonna change, you ain't ever gonna change 'Cause on the trees the nectarines are dripping with that sunshine So ripe, it's overripe, it's grape vines, it's alcohol in January Breathing slow is necessary the bottle of that moonshine We could have a good time in the winter with you I OWN NOTHING BUT THE LYRIC VIDEO ITSELF