Cold Stare
No love, no peace, not good enough
Drown in apathy, feel the touch
Cold hands, behind me
Cold stare, in front of me
(I can't hold on much longer)
My grip is weak, I'm coming undone
I think I'm gonna fall
I think I'm already there
I think I'm gonna fall
Straight down, to hell
Where I belong
I feel the touch of your cold hands
Pull me down out of it
Feel the pain escaping me
Feel it
(I don't want to feel)
The pain
(I can't) feel it
Deep inside of me
Drown in apathy, feel the touch
Cold hands, behind me
Cold stare, in front of me
(I can't hold on much longer)
My grip is weak, I'm coming undone
I think I'm gonna fall
I think I'm already there
I think I'm gonna fall
Straight down, to hell
Where I belong
I feel the touch of your cold hands
Pull me down out of it
Feel the pain escaping me
Feel it
(I don't want to feel)
The pain
(I can't) feel it
Deep inside of me
Credits
Writer(s): Jake De Cinque
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