Cold - Tombs Lyrics


gotta close my mind
gotta hold on tight
gonna do it hard
gonna do it rightgotta close my mind
gotta be so cold
'til this bright, white heat
gonna take it's tollcold drifting real slow
out in the street
and out of the dark
all in the light
under the lamp
where life gets ill
I've seen it all before
all this bright hoarall the pretty living dead
pretty egos to be fed
I'm glad that I
just can't care
so glad that it's
getting theretalking real low sweet
watching me real close
make it seem so nice
when it's just like icewhen it's dead and gone
when it's sucked so dry
when it's black and cold
on this bright bright street
all the pretty living dead
pretty egos to be fed
I'm glad that I
just can't care
so glad that it's
getting theregotta feel that way
gonna end that way
so easy just to give it up
so hard to really caremaybe I will fall
I have no hope at all
then I'll be no use at all
all this bright, white heatthen I'll be no use at all
all this bright, white heat
then I'll be no use at all
all this bright, white heat

Cold lyrics !!!