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Cold World

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White - EP


Wanna take the words, you're speaking off your tongue
Pull color from the summer skies
Wanna make the birds, forget all of their songs
Pull wings off all the butterflies

(Someone said the)
Earth's gone rotten to the core
Suffer for what you adore (ahh ahh)
When death comes knocking at my door
I'm supposed to thank the lord
For the fact that I was born

Oh my, my. What a cold, cold world we're living in
Oh my, my. What a cold, cold world we're living in
Oh my, my. What a cold, cold world

Put you in the ground
Throw money at your grave
Then tell you that you're still alive
Watch the beauty drown
Cold blooded in the wave
Then smile while you apologize

(Someone said the)
Earth's gone rotten to the core
Suffer for what you adore (ahh ahh)
When death comes knocking at my door
I'm supposed to thank the lord
For the fact that I was born

Oh my, my. What a cold, cold world we're living in
Oh my, my. What a cold, cold world we're living in
Oh my, my. What a cold, cold world

Oh my, my. What a cold, cold world we're living in
Oh my, my. What a cold, cold world we're living in
Oh my, my. What a cold, cold world

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