I Don't Believe In Crocodiles

All of the birds are gone as are the leaves
My friends can hibernate prematurely
Iill save up food
I will keep me warm
To hell with the sun
I've got things to do

There's never been this much room
I can finally breathe
You were boring me anyway
Hope you sleep well

Under ice
Look closely
Bet your money
That my eyes and mouth are gonna be
Open wide
Full of pride
Oh but nobody dies