Cold Shoulder Freedom

Hmm, hmm, hmm. Ah. My sisters turn

away. Eyes like ice in the rain. Silent treatments that go.

Playing the old game. They act like I'm invisible. Like I never

existed. No calls, no warmth. Just distance persisted. But I see

it clear now. No more chasing shadows. Their indifference taught me where my

real power grows. Cold shoulder, cold shoulder. Yeah,

you give it so free. But I'm walking taller, finally feeling me.

You don't give a damn, well, that's alright, that's fine.