Lyrics

Mr. Shiver, I'm glad you sent a line
euphoria's endearing
but it's cold; we might as well retire to the
drawer where all used things (where all used things)
resign.

Mr. Shiver in the river
you were sold
you were told

I do (I do), if we make it over the mountain.
I do (I do), if we make it... if we make it...

Dressed in leather, red ball and vault attire
the most ironic place to be is easy (yeah):
between my finger and the blade, right before I let the used
(I let the used) resign.

Mr. Shiver in the river
you were sold
you were told

I do (I do) if we make it over the mountain
I do (I do) if we make it... if we make it...

You might lose the one you choose
you might lose who won you times ten
(times ten, times ten, times ten) [repeat]

time time...

I do (I do) if we make it over the mountain
I do (I do) if we make it... if we make it...