KINDEST CUTS - Cold Eyes | Текст песни

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I've got no family
I've got no wife,
I've got no good reason to be alive
A little money in my sweaty fist
On paper I barely exist
But I know how to have a good time
I watch the world through my cold eyes
I see it all

I disconnect
There's too much going on, too much going wrong

I've got no religion, I've got no myths
There's nothing left to convince me with
No opinions from the Left or the Right
Can make up my mind tonight
I look out through my cold eyes
I try to have a good, good time
But I see it all

There's too much going on, too much going wrong
I disconnect

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