Cold Company

I'll never be happy in safety
And I'll never be safe when I'm free
I only know how to be lonely
In the warmth of my cold company

The earliest memories of being
Are urgent and sad tragedy
My heart was shaped by consolation
And the sum of the books I would read

'Cause there is nowhere to run when you're young but
But away from the minute before
You're twenty yards out of the house and
Followed close by the slam of the door
And then a few short years later you're cut loose
And your freedom's like a gun in your hand
And comfort's a half-empty bottle
And a sympathetic local band

And now I'm walking the line to my safety
'Cause it feels like the right thing to do
And I can't escape the contradiction
I keep wondering if it's still true
That I'll never be happy in safety
And I'll never be safe when I'm free
I only know how to be lonely
In the warmth of my cold company

Yes I only know how to find comfort
In the warmth of my cold
In the warmth of my cold
In the warmth of my cold company



Credits
Writer(s): Brian Davis, Butch Klotz, Chris Laforge, Chris Vasquez, Jason Davis, Rubio Cisneros
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