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Cold

IDECD 19. UK cd single. We also have a German version identical to this cd, except the inner ring of the cd says made in Germany

Tracks:

Cold

The coldest shoulder cast in metal

Frozen to the bone

To rely on hook, line, and sinker

What a sinker, sinking like a stone

You'd be better off alone

She saw me on the television

Underneath the sun

Thought that I was warm like a mother, lover, brother

Brother she was wrong

Me, I don't long to belong

Cold

Been excommunicated 'cause I'm

Cold

My temperature's been rated and I'm

Cold

Bring to me my big old sweater

Nothing more will make me better

I met her on a Monday and my heart did nothing new

Seems she thought of me as some mystic

Fatalistic, mystical guru

Me, I haven't got a clue

We're floating on a magic carpet

High above the earth

You can see the world like a Buddha

Bread-and-Buddha

Bigger than your hurt

Don't you know that love is work?

Cold

No heat on the horizon, guess I'm

Cold

And Capricorn is rising, yes I'm

Cold

Listened to my old friend Nockles

Hoped that it would warm the cockles

You can't fight the fear, you can't...this is the road you're on

You don't belong to me, you don't belong to anyone

Your reputation lies not in your eyes, but those who dare

Will bite the hand that feeds when it don't meet your needs

When you've got blood to bleed, you've got a life to lead...

In the flood...with my blood...I can hold you

In the flood...with my blood...

Cold

Been excommunicated 'cause I'm

Cold

My temperature's been rated and I'm

Cold

Bring to me my big old sweater

Nothing more will make me better

Cold

No heat on the horizon, guess I'm

Cold

There'll be no compromising...

Cold, cool, cold

Stone Cold!

Stone Cold!

Stone Cold!

Stone Cold!

(Cold...cool...cold...)

Stone Cold!

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