Cold World


This world is cold

It feels like a chore to get old

You think it's a fight to live

And that you've got nothing left to give

You're the stone that bleeds

Your arms are out and you've got needs

You're about to cut the last thread and let go

You've got no friends now, everyone's a foe

I know you're scared and I know you're alone

The pain digs right down to your bone

It's the same for me so take my hand, I'll help you through

Hold on and I swear things will start looking better for you