outside, inside it doesn't matter now i saw a hot light as the snow fell down i don't think the hot light cares or the snow really knows who is around throw down my hard head landing on the ground throw down my heavy girth, release my energy down in the dirt the sky throws flakes of white as my throat breathes hot red let the sun break clouds throw cold rays on my head throw down my assurances nothing is so comforting throw down my chances i'll give up believing take up my cold palm, raise up my girth cherish a treasure in my hand this freezing dirt wishing for a quick change, one that never comes pour fire on the old house till the old change is gone throw down, throw down upon the cold ground raise up, raise up, my girth throw chills, upon this old ground, set fire to the dirt