SONGS
SONGS
Cold
It's been three long weeks since this started:
Your dark figure tracing my steps.
It's more than simple paranoia, you're horribly real.
Now everywhere I go I sse your dark face and your piercing stare.
You've got me suffocating in this darkness.Chorus:
(Why're you following me?
Was I somewhere I was not supposed to be?
Why're you following me?
Why're you following me?
Did I see something I was not supposed to see?
Why're you following me?)All day long I see you gaunt face:
Your sunken cheeks, your rotting teeth.
I smell your cigarettes in the air.
You've got me so distracted that
I can't think.
Still fearing the moment in which I return your stare.(chorus)
I Found your fingerprints on my windowsill
And your breath has fogged up the pane.
I'm hearing footsteps in the hall.
The knob turns, the door cracks, revealing the horrible vissage of you.
Why are you inside my house? and why is there nothing I can do?(chorus)
You're standing over me,
And you raise the blade.
Out side it is a warm, calm, night
But in here I'm feeling so cold.
