The Black and White Years - Cold | Текст песни

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• The Black and White Years
• Cold

you are cold. absolutely frightful to the touch.
someone, take my face and my name
and do something better with them.
it's getting old. well, perhaps i ask too much.
someone, take my heart and my brain
and do something better with them.
i suppose you'd be dangerous to touch.
you could take my place, say the lines,
and you would do better at them.
when i'm getting old, i won't expect too much.
simply take my space, take my time
and do something useful with them.