Something is over as it begins to roll As with many people, I am looking for reasons to forget you While I was laughing, it melted in the wind of the subway Spring is cold I hate my clothes of the same color I have always been looking at my finger Please raise the blinds I am almost choked due to a low ceiling in the soft mess I wanna wash it away with the 7's coffee The sounds of dirty sneakers irritate someone Everyone likes to be shut in the days we can't escape Spring is cold I hate my clothes of the same color I have always been looking at my finger Please raise the blinds I am almost choked due to a low ceiling in the soft mess Spring is cold