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Cold
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Трек «Cold» вышел в 1 января 1993 г. г. на альбоме « » (лейбл «EMI»)Elemental
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АльбомElemental
Дата релиза1 января 1993 г.
ЛейблEMI
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BPM87

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Roland Orzabal
Roland Orzabal
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John Baker
John Baker
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Julian Orzabal
Julian Orzabal
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Alan Griffiths
Alan Griffiths
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Tim Palmer
Tim Palmer
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Roland Orzabal
Roland Orzabal
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Tim Palmer
Tim Palmer
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Roland Orzabal
Roland Orzabal
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Alan Griffiths
Alan Griffiths
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Mark O'Donoughue
Mark O'Donoughue
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The coldest shoulder cast in metal
Frozen to the bone
To rely on hook, line and sinker
What a sinker
Sinking like a stone
You'd be better off alone
She saw me on the television underneath the sun
Thought that I was warm like mother, lover, brother
Brother, she was wrong
Me, I don't long to belong
(Time stood still with his fingers in his ears
didn't want to hear it from another bunch of hollow men)
Cold, been excommunicated cos I'm cold
My temperature's been rated and I'm cold
Bring to me my big old sweater
Nothing more will make me better
I met her on Monday and my heart did nothing new
Seems she thought of me as some mystic, fatalistic, mystical guru
Me, I haven't got a clue
But floating on a magic carpet high above the earth
You can see the world like a Buddha, bread and Buddha
Bigger than you hurt
Don't you know that love is work
(King got caught with his fingers in the till
Where's your calculator? Will you leave it in your will?)
Cold, no heat on the horizon guess I'm cold
And Capricorn is rising yes I'm cold
Listened to my old Nockles
Hoped that it would warm the cockles
You can't fight the fear you can't, this is the road you're on
You don't belong to me, you don't belong to anyone
Your reputation lies not in your eyes, but those who dare
Will bite the hand that feeds when it don't meet your needs
When you got blood to bleed, you got a life to lead
In the flood with my blood I can hold you
Cold, been excommunicated cos I'm cold
My temperature's been rated and I'm cold
Bring to me my big old sweater
Nothing more will make me better
Cold, no heat on the horizon guess I'm cold
There'll be no comprimising, cold, cool, cold
Stone cold
Stone cold
Cold
Cold
Cold
Written by: Roland Orzabal
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