Letras:Rebuke. Outside Of Calamity. Snowday.

A broadcast on the radio, a prognosis promising snow.
a wall of frozen H2O restricting where I want to go.

I'm stuck in repeating a ritual to perpetuate
this status quo I know I hate.

it's not easy being your own enemy,
disregarding each internal strategy.
I'm snowed in - life begin.