Frost On My Phone

[Verse 1]
Breath on the glass
Frost on my phone
Unread messages
Blink like they know
Coffee gone cold
Deadlines in rows
Pulled like a thread
Through my coat
Through the snow
[Chorus]
Winter stress on my chest
It’s heavy
Every list in my head feels endless
But I’m still here
Still standing in the cold
Winter stress
Yeah it presses
It messes
I’m a mess but I won’t be helpless
I’m holding on
Holding on to my own
[Verse 2]
Boot prints and bills
Pile at the door
Family group chat
“Are you coming?” “What for?”
Smiling in pics
Crying in stores
Laugh in the car
Then scream some more (oh oh)
[Chorus]
Winter stress on my chest
It’s heavy
Every list in my head feels endless
But I’m still here
Still standing in the cold
Winter stress
Yeah it presses
It messes
I’m a mess but I won’t be helpless
I’m holding on
Holding on to my own
[Bridge]
I cancel a plan
Just to breathe one night
Let the world spin fast
I’ll be slow
That’s fine
Whisper to myself
Like a quiet song
You’re not weak
You’re just holding on (holding on)
[Chorus]
Winter stress on my chest
It’s heavy
Every bruise in my heart feels restless
But I’m still here
Still standing in the cold
Winter stress
Yeah it presses
It tests this
Little heart but it beats
It’s reckless
I’m holding on
Holding on to my own

rock, Crunchy pop-rock groove with bright electric guitars and tight female vocals; verses ride a midtempo bounce with palm-muted riffs and warm bass, choruses explode into wide power chords and stacked harmonies. Subtle synth pads add shimmer under the hook, drums stay punchy and driving with big snare hits. Energy arcs from tense and bottled-up in the first verse to cathartic and shout-along in the final chorus., electric, pop, pop rock