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The coldest shoulder cast in metal

Frozen to the bone

To rely on hook, line and sinker

What a sinker

Sinking like a stone

You`d be better off alone

She saw me on the television underneath the sun

Thought that I was warm like mother, lover, brother

Brother, she was wrong

Me, I don`t long to belong



Cold, been excommunicated cos I`m cold

My temperature`s been rated and I`m cold

Bring to me my big old sweater

Nothing more will make me better



I met her on Monday and my heart did nothing new

Seems she thought of me as some mystic, fatalistic, mystical guru

Me, I haven`t got a clue

But floating on a magic carpet high above the earth

You can see the world like a Buddha, bread and Buddha

Bigger than you hurt

Don`t you know that love is work



Cold, no heat on the horizon guess I`m cold

And Capricorn is rising yes I`m cold

Listened to my old Nockles

Hoped that it would warm the cockles



You can`t fight the fear you can`t, this is the road you`re on

You don`t belong to me you don`t belong to any one

Your reputation lies not in your eyes, but those who dare

Will bite the hand that feeds when it don`t meet your needs

When you got blood to bleed, you got a life to lead



In the flood with my blood I can hold you



Cold, been excommunicated cos I`m cold

My temperature`s been rated and I`m cold

Bring to me my big old sweater

Nothing more will make me better



Cold, no heat on the horizon guess I`m cold

There`ll be no comprimising, cold, cool, cold

Stone cold

Stone cold

Cold

Cold

Cold

The coldest shoulder cast in metal

Frozen to the bone

To rely on hook, line and sinker

What a sinker

Sinking like a stone

You`d be better off alone

She saw me on the television underneath the sun

Thought that I was warm like mother, lover, brother

Brother, she was wrong

Me, I don`t long to belong



Cold, been excommunicated cos I`m cold

My temperature`s been rated and I`m cold

Bring to me my big old sweater

Nothing more will make me better



I met her on Monday and my heart did nothing new

Seems she thought of me as some mystic, fatalistic, mystical guru

Me, I haven`t got a clue

But floating on a magic carpet high above the earth

You can see the world like a Buddha, bread and Buddha

Bigger than you hurt

Don`t you know that love is work



Cold, no heat on the horizon guess I`m cold

And Capricorn is rising yes I`m cold

Listened to my old Nockles

Hoped that it would warm the cockles



You can`t fight the fear you can`t, this is the road you`re on

You don`t belong to me you don`t belong to any one

Your reputation lies not in your eyes, but those who dare

Will bite the hand that feeds when it don`t meet your needs

When you got blood to bleed, you got a life to lead



In the flood with my blood I can hold you



Cold, been excommunicated cos I`m cold

My temperature`s been rated and I`m cold

Bring to me my big old sweater

Nothing more will make me better



Cold, no heat on the horizon guess I`m cold

There`ll be no comprimising, cold, cool, cold

Stone cold

Stone cold

Cold

Cold

Cold

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