When The Winter Comes

When the winter comes We'll take to our guns And fight that cold til our bodies go numb We'll take to the streets And take no defeat In the little losses that try to freeze our knees We're not dead yet We're just a little out of breath And we're just holding out until the sun sets When the winter comes We'll take to our guns We're not dead yet We're just a little out of breath When the winter comes We'll take to our guns We're not dead yet We're just a little out of breath And we're just holding out until the sun sets