under an ice cold sun 
no matter where i run
i can't get anything done 
i don't think i won 

here comes the hot cruel breeze 
i wasn't built for steam 
i'll melt inside of that heat 
it couldn't burn me clean 

you're gonna live with what you've done
don't take shit from anyone 

under the ice cold sun 
i'll never care to run 
i don't want anything done 
nobody's ever won 

you couldn't live with what you'd done
don't throw a fit for anyone
you're still beneath an ice cold sun