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This one came from the quiet kind of pain — the kind that doesn’t scream, it just seeps in until you forget what warmth felt like. “So Cold” was me trying to find beauty in the numbness, to make peace with the parts of myself that froze just to survive.

It’s not really a sad song. It’s a survival ritual. The kind where your breath fogs in the air and you realize, that’s proof you’re still here. Every lyric in this one is me clawing toward movement when everything in my body said “stop.”

The song’s got that cinematic slow burn I love — starts soft, then erupts like something finally breaking free. That’s the vibe: thawing from within. It fits right into the Shiitake Products world — resilience through ruin, defiance in the cold, beauty in the breaking.

Lyrics

The air bites first,
then the silence.
You start to wonder if maybe
you were never built for warmth.
But the sun’s still out there,
and it doesn’t owe you a thing.
So you move.
One breath at a time.
One frost-bitten heartbeat closer
to something that feels like life.

My breath breaks in the air,
each cloud a ghost refusing to move on.
Fingers stiff, tracing prayers
in the frost that holds my reflection.
The world keeps spinning like it doesn’t care
who freezes trying to hold on.

I cup my palms like catching smoke,
breathing heat that dies before it lands.
The wind cuts through,
a cruel teacher whispering,
“You’re still small, still alive.”

It’s so cold,
I can barely think.
Every step’s a fracture,
every breath’s a blink.
The world won’t stop,
so neither will I.
Let the frost take feeling,
but not my drive.

I’m not waiting for spring,
I am the thaw.

My pulse knocks on a frozen door,
veins slow, defiant beneath the skin.
Every step cracks silence,
every breath costs more.
The frost doesn’t kill,
it shows what burns brightest.

They say go south, chase the sun,
but my winter lives here.
If I’m meant to thaw,
it’ll be on my own terms.

It’s so cold,
but I move through flame.
Flesh gone numb,
but the will’s the same.
The sky can freeze,
I’ll still persist.
Cold is proof
I exist.

No warmth given?
I’ll forge my own.

The ice took everything soft from me,
left bone and breath and stubbornness bare.
Pain is proof of motion.
Cold is proof of life.
I’m still here.
Still burning.

It’s so cold,
but I breathe in light.
Shattered glass skin,
still holding tight.
I’ve become the storm
I used to fear.
The frost runs through me,
and the path is clear.

I don’t melt anymore,
I ignite the snow.

The air still bites,
but it feels like truth now.
Every breath, a promise.
Every ache, a reminder.
The cold wasn’t the enemy.
It was the forge.

So Cold

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