Born Cold - Creeper

I was born cold, so much colder than you

A transparent brute

A black heart you see right through

You’re all spirit, all auburn and morning

I’m the smoker’s health

The hang man hangs himself

Do I look so good that you wanna treat me bad?

We sleep together me and you because we’ve nothing else to do

Midnight and back in luck on the hood of your father’s truck

Fall fast and feel the devil at the wheel

Do I look so good that you wanna treat me bad?

We sleep together me and you because we’ve nothing else to do.

Try to feel, try to feel anything

Pretty boys, pretty girls, petty promise rings

Let’s die young and swoon

Let’s both be doomed together.

Do I look so good that you wanna treat me bad?

We sleep together me and you because we’ve nothing else to do.