COLD
Words: Spivey
Music: Spivey Sprocket Maldonado Pontiac Lee

Death wish that life has to spare duh
oh it's cold ain't it?
It's cold in here it's cold out there
and I think I wanna leave
I think i know I really gotta leave

and it's cold in here and it's cold out there
and I don't think I'm welcome anymore
I don't think I want to stay
and I don't think this is right for an artist
don't think this is right for a soul

anyway it's cold in here and it's cold out there
and the people aren't too friendly
and the animals they don't look so good

I don't like driving at night
and I don't like all the liquor stores
and I don't like just about everything I see

and most of the time it's cold in here
and it's cold out there sunny california
it just don't seem right it's cold in here
and it's cold out there and it's cold in here

and it almost makes me feel like a part of me
is a part of it and it's all cold and concrete
and it's just stairs, it's concrete and it's glass
and it just stares, it's constantly staring at you

and you're constantly staring back
and it's just like the television you stare
into that fucking thing looking for yourself
and it's cold but the back of it gets hot
like the back of your mind gets hot

so you shut it off for awhile
and lie down and its cold in here
and its cold out there and i don't
think we could actually survive
if there wasn't a warmth there
there's always that underlying fire

and it's cold in here it's cold out there
it's cold in here and it's so cold out there
and it's cold in here and it's cold in here
and it's cold in here and it's cold in here