The Soul's Grown Cold
Loneliness erodes the sole
Bitter! Bitter!
Do you ever get the feeling you're lost inside?
Cold! Cold! Cold!
'No I don't know, got two hours of daylight, the rest darkness'
Uninhabitable cold
Unbearable darkness
The soul's grown bitter controls me but it is angry
The soul's grown cold bitter controls me but it's angry
The soul's grown cold bitter cold but it controls me
Lost a finger
Now a hand
My soul needs comfort
Needs a hand
Been so alone (probably)
Cold and bitter
Deep in its bones
Take it out on me
Why don't you?
I write such misery
Why don't you? Might cheer you up a bit
Empty you of bitterness
And then you can be kind to me
There's a balance you ignore it
I pay the penalty to your injustice
Moreso than you do to my discomfort
No retribution
Just pain
Just blindness
Loneliness erodes the soul
Bitter! Bitter!
Do you ever get the feeling you're lost inside?
Cold! Cold! Cold!
The soul's grown cold bitter controls me but it's angry
The soul's grown cold bitter cold but it controls me
Take it out on me
Why don't you?
I write such misery
Why don't you? Might cheer you up a bit
Empty you of bitterness
And then you can be kind to me
There's a balance you ignore it
I pay the penalty to your injustice
Moreso than you do to my discomfort
No retribution
Just pain
Just blindness
Let's see who wins
Bet it's neither of us
Let's see who wins
Actually I bet it's me
The soul's grown cold bitter controls me but it's angry
Bitter! Bitter!
Do you ever get the feeling you're lost inside?
Cold! Cold! Cold!
'No I don't know, got two hours of daylight, the rest darkness'
Uninhabitable cold
Unbearable darkness
The soul's grown bitter controls me but it is angry
The soul's grown cold bitter controls me but it's angry
The soul's grown cold bitter cold but it controls me
Lost a finger
Now a hand
My soul needs comfort
Needs a hand
Been so alone (probably)
Cold and bitter
Deep in its bones
Take it out on me
Why don't you?
I write such misery
Why don't you? Might cheer you up a bit
Empty you of bitterness
And then you can be kind to me
There's a balance you ignore it
I pay the penalty to your injustice
Moreso than you do to my discomfort
No retribution
Just pain
Just blindness
Loneliness erodes the soul
Bitter! Bitter!
Do you ever get the feeling you're lost inside?
Cold! Cold! Cold!
The soul's grown cold bitter controls me but it's angry
The soul's grown cold bitter cold but it controls me
Take it out on me
Why don't you?
I write such misery
Why don't you? Might cheer you up a bit
Empty you of bitterness
And then you can be kind to me
There's a balance you ignore it
I pay the penalty to your injustice
Moreso than you do to my discomfort
No retribution
Just pain
Just blindness
Let's see who wins
Bet it's neither of us
Let's see who wins
Actually I bet it's me
The soul's grown cold bitter controls me but it's angry
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Writer(s): Benedict Johnson
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