Cold to the touch, no longer able to feel

Old, and broken un-able to heal,

Love hurts, who needs it anymore

Dead emotions, that I burry beneath the floor.

Caught in the middle of these feelings,

On the right path, I'm tired of believing,

Lies, dont tell me them - I'm so tired

Deeper in the snow I shall hide

Cure this pain

Oblivion is so hard to keep in touch with

Leave, before you know where to begin

Decide what your going to do

Cold to the touch, Cold to the feelings, let your self quite beliving, I no longer feel the things I should feel, The devil and I have made a deal, If he shall make my life a bit easier,

I'll give him my soul, and for ever disapear

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