World So Cold (Live)
When passion's lost and all the trust is gone
Way too far, for way too long
Children crying, cast out and neglected
Only in a world so cold, only in a world this cold
Hold the hand of your best friend
Look into their eyes, then watch them drift away
Some might say, we've done the wrong things
For way too long, for way too long
Fever inside the storm
So I'm turning away
Away from the names
Away from the stones
I'm through mending the wounds of us
Keep your thorns
'Cause I'm running away
Away from the games
Away from the space
The circumstances of a world so cold
Burning whispers, remind me of the days
I was left alone in a world this cold
Guilty of the same things, provoked by the cause
I've left alone in a world so cold
Fever inside the storm
So I'm turning away
Away from the names
Away from the stones
I'm through mending the wounds of us
Keep your thorns
'Cause I'm running away
Away from the games
Away from the space
The circumstances of a world so cold
I'm flying, I'm flying away
Away from the names
Away from the games
The circumstances of a world so cold!
Come on
Why does everyone feel like my enemy?
Don't want any part of depression or darkness
I've had enough, sick and tired
Bring the sun, or I'm gone
Or I'm gone
So, I'm backing out, I'm no pawn
No motherfuckin' slave to this
Never lied, never left, never lived
Never loved, ever lost, never hurt
Worry about being me, or anyone else
Not a care, no concern, don't give a shit about anything
Backing out, giving up
No motherfuckin' slave to this
Never lied, never left, never lived
Never loved, never lost, never hurt
Never worry about being me, or anyone else
Not a care, no concern, don't give a shit about anything!
I need to find a darkened corner
A lightless corner
Where it's safer and calmer
I'm turning away
Away from the names
Away from the stones
'Cause I'm through mending the wounds of us
I'm running away
Away from the games
Away from the space
The circumstances of a world so cold
I'm flying, I'm flying away
Away from the names
Away from the games
The circumstances of a world so cold!
The world's so cold
The world was cold
Right about time, yeah!
Right about time, yeah!
Right about time, yeah!
Thank you very much
Way too far, for way too long
Children crying, cast out and neglected
Only in a world so cold, only in a world this cold
Hold the hand of your best friend
Look into their eyes, then watch them drift away
Some might say, we've done the wrong things
For way too long, for way too long
Fever inside the storm
So I'm turning away
Away from the names
Away from the stones
I'm through mending the wounds of us
Keep your thorns
'Cause I'm running away
Away from the games
Away from the space
The circumstances of a world so cold
Burning whispers, remind me of the days
I was left alone in a world this cold
Guilty of the same things, provoked by the cause
I've left alone in a world so cold
Fever inside the storm
So I'm turning away
Away from the names
Away from the stones
I'm through mending the wounds of us
Keep your thorns
'Cause I'm running away
Away from the games
Away from the space
The circumstances of a world so cold
I'm flying, I'm flying away
Away from the names
Away from the games
The circumstances of a world so cold!
Come on
Why does everyone feel like my enemy?
Don't want any part of depression or darkness
I've had enough, sick and tired
Bring the sun, or I'm gone
Or I'm gone
So, I'm backing out, I'm no pawn
No motherfuckin' slave to this
Never lied, never left, never lived
Never loved, ever lost, never hurt
Worry about being me, or anyone else
Not a care, no concern, don't give a shit about anything
Backing out, giving up
No motherfuckin' slave to this
Never lied, never left, never lived
Never loved, never lost, never hurt
Never worry about being me, or anyone else
Not a care, no concern, don't give a shit about anything!
I need to find a darkened corner
A lightless corner
Where it's safer and calmer
I'm turning away
Away from the names
Away from the stones
'Cause I'm through mending the wounds of us
I'm running away
Away from the games
Away from the space
The circumstances of a world so cold
I'm flying, I'm flying away
Away from the names
Away from the games
The circumstances of a world so cold!
The world's so cold
The world was cold
Right about time, yeah!
Right about time, yeah!
Right about time, yeah!
Thank you very much
Credits
Writer(s): Greg Tribbett, Chad L. Gray, Matthew James Mcdonough, Ryan Daniel Martinie
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