Windchill Lyrics & Chords By Baskyl

I was born in a city, where the wind chill could kill ya, and frostbite the smile off your face when it grills ya. So naturally learned to make it out in the cold, and carve...read more

Why did you wait your tale is to late I need to create my fate with a mate of a lower life line rate I hate I hate I hate to create My mind weight my mind weight Dis me dis me now...read more