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Cold Life

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  • Cold, cold, cold
    You know the yolk it's spreading from
    You laugh as people scatter 'bout
    Surrounded by a veil of stars
    You realize that your life is dark
    Earth gets colder every day
    If scientists could have their way
    They'd study us from far away
    And watch as people's minds decay
    Cold, cold, cold
    Your body's in the hands of fools
    With swimming pools and low
    IQ'sThere's nothing to see, nothing to do
    Buy your stocks and sell your jewels
    Bill collectors stole my mail
    My wife and kids are all for sale
    I hope to
    God I go to jail
    And no one can come up with bail
    Cold life, cold life, cold life, cold
    Cold, cold, cold
    I can't control my buried thoughts
    The slightest thing makes me distraught
    I'm like the people
    I once fought
    My every action's being bought
    Robot trainers earn their pay
    As mutant kids go out to play
    It's such a pretty, pretty day
    With orange nights and days of grey
    Cold, cold, cold
    I've now become a nervous wreck
    I'm getting closer to my death
    I keep expecting my last breath
    As all my friends just laugh and jest
    The earth is such a filthy place
    And human such an awful race
    And I'd rather live in outer space
    Where death goes at a slower pace
    Cold life, cold life, cold life, cold
    Cold life, cold life, cold life, cold
    Cold, cold, cold, cold, cold
  • Cold, cold, cold
    You know the yolk it's spreading from
    You laugh as people scatter 'bout
    Surrounded by a veil of stars
    You realize that your life is dark
    Earth gets colder every day
    If scientists could have their way
    They'd study us from far away
    And watch as people's minds decay
    Cold, cold, cold
    Your body's in the hands of fools
    With swimming pools and low
    IQ'sThere's nothing to see, nothing to do
    Buy your stocks and sell your jewels
    Bill collectors stole my mail
    My wife and kids are all for sale
    I hope to
    God I go to jail
    And no one can come up with bail
    Cold life, cold life, cold life, cold
    Cold, cold, cold
    I can't control my buried thoughts
    The slightest thing makes me distraught
    I'm like the people
    I once fought
    My every action's being bought
    Robot trainers earn their pay
    As mutant kids go out to play
    It's such a pretty, pretty day
    With orange nights and days of grey
    Cold, cold, cold
    I've now become a nervous wreck
    I'm getting closer to my death
    I keep expecting my last breath
    As all my friends just laugh and jest
    The earth is such a filthy place
    And human such an awful race
    And I'd rather live in outer space
    Where death goes at a slower pace
    Cold life, cold life, cold life, cold
    Cold life, cold life, cold life, cold
    Cold, cold, cold, cold, cold