Winter Blues

Not sure if it's drool Or if it's my tears Not sure who I become This time of year Don't like the feeling Of cold wind in my face It just feels like I'm being Sprayed with mace Winter blues What's the use? Throwing on my ice skates, banging on my steel plates Falling on my face again Not being dramatic, be more empathetic Asking you all over again Crashing, falling On thin ice And I'm returning To old vices Though it's not the first time That the weather does this I'm already longing For spring's bliss Winter blues What's the use? Throwing on my ice skates, banging on my steel plates Falling on my face again Not being dramatic, be more empathetic Happens every now and then