Hot like summerGive me ice, don't twist the knifePut me under your spellThen hide the crime
𝐄𝐲𝐞𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐚 𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐮𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐨𝐰𝐧