Mudvayne - A World So Cold Lyrics video free download

When passion's lost and all the trust is gone

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 I'm turning away

Away from the name (Calling your names)

Away from the stones (Throw sticks and stones)

'Cause I'm through mending the wounds of us

Keep your thorns

'Cause I'm running away

Away from the games (Fucking head games)

Away from the space (Hate this head space)

The circumstances of a world so cold

Burning whistpers remind me of the days

I was left alone in a world this cold

Guilty of the same things, provoked by the cause

I've left alone in a world so cold

Fever inside the storm

So I"m turning away

Away from the name (Calling your names)

Away from the stones (Throw sticks and stones)

'Cause I'm through mending the wounds of us

Keep your thorns

'Cause I'm running away

Away from the games (Fucking head games)

Away from the space (Hate this head space)

The circumstances of a world so cold

I'm flying, I'm flying away

Away from the names (Calling your names)

Away from the games (Fucking head games)

The circumstances of a world so cold

Why does everyone feel like my enemy

Don't want any part of depression or darkness

I've had enough, sick and tired

Bring the sun, or I'm gone, or I'm gone

I'm backing out

Giving up

No mother-fucking slave to this

Never lied

Never left

Never lived

Never loved

Never lost

Never hurt

Never worry about being me, or anyone else

Not a care, no concern, don't give a shit about anything

I need to find a darkend corner

A lightless corner

Where it's safer and calmer

I'm turning away

Away from the name (Calling your names)

Away from the stones (Throw sticks and stones)

'Cause I'm through mending the wounds of us

I'm running away

Away from the games (Fucking head games)

Away from the space (Hate this head space)

The circumstances of a world so cold

I'm flying, I'm flying away

Away from the names (Calling your names)

Away from the games (Fucking head games)

The circumstances of a world so cold