Fireballs On The Chairlift

Frostbite on my knuckles

Lips stained cinnamon red

Snow dust on my goggles

Bad ideas in my head

Lift swinging

We’re already sideways

Laughing like we never come down

Cold air biting through my jacket

Warm burn chasing it down (down, down)

Drinking fireballs on the chairlift

Heart racing faster than the run

Red heat

White hills

Can’t fake this

I’m falling

I’m falling

But damn this is fun

If we crash

If we slide

If we spin and we stall

I’ll still be here with you

Drinking fireballs

You dare me

“Drop the black run”

I grin

“Fill up my cup”

We carve lines

Crooked halos

Two bright fools grown up

Tips shaking at the lip of the cornice

You say

“You first

” but you jump

I chase you through the flying powder

Every turn another thump (thump, thump)

Drinking fireballs on the chairlift

Heart racing faster than the run

Red heat

White hills

Can’t fake this

I’m falling

I’m falling

But damn this is fun

If we crash

If we slide

If we spin and we stall

I’ll still be here with you

Drinking fireballs

[ guitars punch in

Drums drop to tom groove ]

Face on fire

Fingers numb

You shout my name

I come undone

One more round

One more hill

Say we’ll stop

But we never will (oh no)

Drinking fireballs on the chairlift

Heart racing faster than the run

Red heat

White hills

Can’t fake this

I’m falling

I’m falling

But damn this is fun

If we crash

If we slide

If we spin and we stall

I’ll still be here with you

Drinking fireballs

Yeah

I’ll still be here with you

Drinking fireballs (hey!)