Lyrics 8 Graves – Cold World
Text:
Wanna take the words
You’re speaking off your tongue
Pull color from the summer skies
Wanna make the birds
Pull wings off all the butterflies
(Someone said the)
Earth’s gone rotten to the core
Suffer for what you adore (ah-ah)
When death comes knocking at my door
I’m supposed to thank the Lord
For the fact that I was born
Oh, my, my
What a cold, cold world
We’re livin’ in
Oh, my, my
What a cold, cold world
We’re livin’ in
Oh, my, my
What a cold, cold world
Put you in the ground
Throw money at your grave
Then tell you that you’re still alive
Watch the beauty drown
Cold-blooded in the wave
Then smile while you apologize
(Someone said the)
Earth’s gone rotten to the core
Suffer for what you adore (ah-ah)
When death comes knocking at my door
For the fact that I was born
Oh, my, my
What a cold, cold world
We’re livin’ in
Oh, my, my
What a cold, cold world
We’re livin’ in
Oh, my, my
What a cold, cold world
Oh, my, my
What a cold, cold world
We’re livin’ in
Oh, my, my
What a cold, cold world
We’re livin’ in
Oh, my, my
What a cold, cold world
Oh, my, my
What a cold, cold world
We’re livin’ in
Oh, my, my
What a cold, cold world
