Cold View

Hold me, help me
Just when I thought I'd seen it all
Fear the, unholy
Oh the devil's at the wall

A cold view, cuts through
I'm not running away no
You old fool, that won't do
Smoke and mirrors' all you know

Oh oh my mind

And you told me, that I won't be, enough
And you fooled me, to almost give it up

I'm off to do this on my own
So sick of dragging you along
I'll stack myself against the odds
And break the mirror on the wall

Deceive me, please believe me
My mind a free for all
Brand new, point of view
A thousand eyes full of hope

And you told me, that I won't be, enough
And you fooled me, to almost give it up

I'm off to do this on my own
So sick of dragging you along
I'll stack myself against the odds
And break the mirror on the wall

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

And you told me, that I won't be, enough
And you fooled me, to almost give it up

I'm off to do this on my own
So sick of dragging you along
I'll stack myself against the odds
And break the mirror on the wall

I'm off to do this on my own
So sick of dragging you along
I'll stack myself against the odds
And break the mirror on the wall



Credits
Writer(s): Jason Moore, Christer Hellstrom, Kjell Ove Volle Knutsen, Andre Rybakken, Andreas Lindberg Svensson, Elvar Thor Edvaldsson, Robert Volle Knutsen
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