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Tombs
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Cold
gotta close my mind gotta hold on tight gonna do it hard gonna do it right
gotta close my mind gotta be so cold 'til this bright, white heat gonna take it's toll
cold drifting real slow out in the street and out of the dark all in the light
under the lamp where life gets ill I've seen it all before all this bright hoar
all the pretty living dead pretty egos to be fed I'm glad that I just can't care so glad that it's getting there
talking real low sweet watching me real close make it seem so nice Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com when it's just like ice
when it's dead and gone when it's sucked so dry when it's black and cold on this bright bright street
all the pretty living dead pretty egos to be fed I'm glad that I just can't care so glad that it's getting there
gotta feel that way gonna end that way so easy just to give it up so hard to really care
maybe I will fall I have no hope at all then I'll be no use at all all this bright, white heat
then I'll be no use at all all this bright, white heat then I'll be no use at all all this bright, white heat
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