The p a i n in my t h r o a t gets worse
Try to c o v e r it
I don’t have a v o i c e
Today I h e a r that sound a g a i n
A crack a g a i n on this f r o z e n lake
I dumped m y s e l f into the l a k e
I buried my v o i c e for you
Over the w i n t e r lake I was thrown
My a g o n i z i n g phantom p a i n is still the s a m e
Have I l o s t m y s e l f