Lyrics

WOKE UP THIS MORNING,
MY FEET COULDN'T FIND THE FLOOR.
REFLECTION IN THE MIRROR
OF A FACE I USED TO KNOW.

WHEN I SWORE I'D MAKE A DIFFERENCE
THE WORDS JUST SOUNDED GOOD,
BUT NOW I'M TOO OLD & TOO TIRED
TO CARE ABOUT THIS LIFE...

IN A COLD, COLD WORLD
FOR SO LONG,
HAS EVERYBODY LOST THEIR SOUL?
FEELING EMPTY & ALONE,
LOOKING FOR SHELTER IN A COLD, COLD WORLD.

THOUGH TIME HAS NEVER SHOWN ME,
WHAT ALL OF THIS IS FOR,
BEYOND THE FRANTIC PACE WE CALL A LIFE
THERE MAY BE NOTHING MORE.

WELL THERE WAS A TIME WHEN I
BELIEVED SPIRITUAL THEORIES
BUT NOW I'M TOO OLD & TOO TIRED
TO CARE ABOUT THIS LIFE...

(CHORUS)

AND ALL THE SORDID THOUGHTS THAT LINGER,
BEHIND THESE VACANT EYES,
ARE JUST THE CONSEQUENCE OF LIVING IN DENIAL.
FOR EVEN IF YOU TRY
TO SEE THE LIGHTER SIDE
THE DARKNESS ALWAYS MAKES ME BLIND.

(CHORUS)


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