Believe

You better believe
You better believe
That this world's that cold
Didn't you know
He's a stone cold killer
Yet he cannot kill your soul

Like a blood hungry hound
He'll chase you down
As he sends his demons
To beat you around
He'll cast you out
For a real small error
Drag you down
In a night of terror

You better believe
That his world's that cold
You better believe
That the world's that cold
Didn't you know
He's a stone cold killer
But he cannot
Kill your soul

You better believe
This world's that cold

You better believe

You better believe
You better believe
That this world's that cold

Didn't you know
He's a stone cold killer

You better protect your soul

You better believe
This world has gotten to me

I'm growing old
And it's turned me cold

You better believe
This world has taken from me
Parts of my soul

And it's made me cold

Oh, but I want my soul
Oh, I want my soul

I'm growing old

Where are you love

I'm so alone

Turning cold

My hearts gone

Cold



Credits
Writer(s): Jacob Whalen
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