Burn Cold - Goldust

Good and evil

heaven and hell

drifting apart

but meaning well

its a matter

of life and death

burn cold to

find a rest

the scars, the scratches i confess i burned the bridges

the bruises, the pains cant wish them away

gotta keep me alive in this constanct decay

its better to burn cold than to fade away

you have seen me trying (trying)

i was so close to fail

you have heard me lieing (lieing)

i was only lieing in despair

you will never witness my last breath

cause this is a survivors heart

it will blow up in your face