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Cold
It's cold in here and I feel weak
My vocals are frozen, can't even speak
My skin is blue and I don't have a face
It's been quite awhile since my tongue knew a taste
My legs won't move and my vision is fading
Not sure of just how long I've been waiting
My toes and fingers are long since gone
I wasted my last attempt to move on
My lips are cracked and my nose is red
Bordered between living and dead
I have no feeling, I'm chilled to the bone
When you turn a cold shoulder and leave me alone
