Cold Soul - ZEALOT

I hope I wake up tomorrow

With a head filled with different thoughts

This dark cloud above

Holds me back

From ever feeling more than alright

It holds a tight grasp on my neck

Never easing its grip never easing its grip

My only friend is the barrel of this gun

And she’s oh so sweet to me

My only real friend is the barrel of this gun

And she’s oh so tempting

I play these scenarios over and over in my head

All the best ones are the ones where I’m dead

Waiting to give up

Waiting for the end

Waiting to die

There’s a hero inside us all just waiting to die

Die

There’s a hero inside us all just waiting to die

Waiting to die

Can’t forget these thoughts

Can’t disregard these feelings

As we all slowly fade away

Into nothing

No matter where you go

No matter what you do

You’re trapped

You’re trapped and you’re all alone

I hope I wake up tomorrow

With a head filled with different thoughts

This dark cloud above

Holds me back

From ever feeling more than alright

No matter where you go or what you do

You’re trapped

You’re trapped

You’re trapped and you’re all alone