My Heart Is Cold

My heart is cold
And black and white
I've heard it calls me
For a colour pack

My heart is sold
For lust and wine
It has no soul but he has a price

So I've decided
Just to turn my back
When things are going' wrong
It's always me the lark

My heart is bored
And tired and sad
He knows how to beg but doesn't know how to ask

Dear heart I'm sorry but the characters will change
I'll be the lonely one and you will be the slave



Credits
Writer(s): Julien Boutier
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