Chrome Heart
Cold, cold heart
It's what you always say
Cold, chrome heart
Must've given it away
You cut through the air like an ice cold breeze
Standing there in your stocking feet
Nothing ever sparks
Because it's blown away
So tuck me in and drag me down
Through the streets of this one-horse dirty town
Modern life for a lifeless soul
Is a wallet full of plastic and a pocket full of holes
How long does it take?
Could be a thousand days
And how's it gonna break?
In a thousand ways.
There's a road in the back of my mind
But it's too dark to recognise
Somebody waves
And says "come this way"
So tuck me in and drag me down
Through the streets of this one-horse dirty town
Modern life for the lifeless souls
Is a wallet full of plastic and a pocket full of holes
Follow the stranger to the edge of the town
Follow the stranger but don't you make a sound
I'm looking for the light, no I'm looking for love
I'm looking for a fight, I'm looking to stir things up
So tuck me in and drag me down
Through the streets of this one-horse dirty town
Modern life for the lifeless souls
Is a wallet full of plastic and a pocket full of holes
What do you do when it comes to this?
What'll you do when you're down to the bits?
We were only trying to live the dream
I was trying to recall a dream
It's what you always say
Cold, chrome heart
Must've given it away
You cut through the air like an ice cold breeze
Standing there in your stocking feet
Nothing ever sparks
Because it's blown away
So tuck me in and drag me down
Through the streets of this one-horse dirty town
Modern life for a lifeless soul
Is a wallet full of plastic and a pocket full of holes
How long does it take?
Could be a thousand days
And how's it gonna break?
In a thousand ways.
There's a road in the back of my mind
But it's too dark to recognise
Somebody waves
And says "come this way"
So tuck me in and drag me down
Through the streets of this one-horse dirty town
Modern life for the lifeless souls
Is a wallet full of plastic and a pocket full of holes
Follow the stranger to the edge of the town
Follow the stranger but don't you make a sound
I'm looking for the light, no I'm looking for love
I'm looking for a fight, I'm looking to stir things up
So tuck me in and drag me down
Through the streets of this one-horse dirty town
Modern life for the lifeless souls
Is a wallet full of plastic and a pocket full of holes
What do you do when it comes to this?
What'll you do when you're down to the bits?
We were only trying to live the dream
I was trying to recall a dream
Credits
Writer(s): Stephen Patrick Gerrard Wall, Joseph Francis Wall, Rory Doyle, Jon Arthur Connell
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