Cold Stare

No love, no peace, not good enough Drown in apathy, feel the touch Cold hands, behind me Cold stare, in front of me (I can't hold on much longer) My grip is weak, I'm coming undone I think I'm gonna fall I think I'm already there I think I'm gonna fall Straight down, to hell Where I belong I feel the touch of your cold hands Pull me down out of it Feel the pain escaping me Feel it (I don't want to feel) The pain (I can't) feel it Deep inside of me