My house is cold You walk in and out you do not say where you've been You chase away the smoke from your vape with one hand in the other hold your joint you'll head out and freeze your body in December chills to smoke burning your throat burying any word getting out. My house is cold you leave the balcony open chase the pigeons with one hand the other hangs on your phone Mum says it's like a teddy bear Sorry there I said It It isn't cute and not even a little bit.