Mudvayne
World So Cold
From - The End Of All Things To Come
When passion's lost
And all the trust is gone
For way too far
For way too long
Children crying
Cast out and neglected
Only in a world so cold
Only in a world this cold
Hold the hand of your best friend
Look into their eyes
Then watch them drift away
Some might say
We've done the wrong things
For way too long
For way too long
Fever inside the storm
So we're turning away
Away from the game
Away from the storm
It's like through mending the worlds of us
Keep your thorn
'Cause I'm running away
Away from the games
Away from the space
The circumstances of a world so cold
Burning whispers
Remind me of the days
I was left alone
In a world this cold
Guilty of the same things
Reveled by the cause
I've left alone in a world so cold
Fever inside the storm
So we're turning away
Away from the game
Away from the storm
Its like through mending the worlds of us
Keep your thorns
'Cause I'm running away
Away from the games
Away from space
The circumstances of a world so cold
I'm flying
I'm flying away
Away from the games
Away from the flames
The circumstances of a world so cold
Why does everyone feel like my enemy
Don't want any part of depressional darkness
I've had enough, sick and tired
Bring the sun or I'm gone
Or I'm gone
I'm packing out
I'm no more
No motherfuckin' shit 
Never lied, never loved
Never lived, never lost
Never hurt never worried about being afraid
Of anyone else
Not a care, no concern
Don't give a shit about anything
Packing out, giving up
No motherfuckin' shit never lived
Never lied, never lived
Never lived, never loved
Never loved, never hate
Never worried about being afraid
Of anyone else
Not a care, no concern
Don't give a shit about anything
I need to find a darkened corner
A darkened corner
A blackless corner
Where it's safer and calmer
I'm drowning away
Away from the game, away from flame
'Cause I feel mending the worlds of us
I'm running away
Away from the game
Away from this space
Of circumstances of a world so cold
I'm flying, I'm flying away
Away from the game away from the game
Of circumstances of a world so cold
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