Mudvayne Mudvayne / World So Cold Lyrics

When passion's lost
And all the trust is gone
Way too far
For way too long
Children crying
Cast out and neglected
Only in a world so cold
Only in a world this cold
Hold the hand of your best friend
Look into their eyes
Then watch them drift away
Some might say
We've done the wrong things
For way too long
For way too long
Fever inside the storm
So I'm turning away
Away from the names
Away from the stones
Cuz I'm through mending the wounds of us
Keep your thorns
Cuz I'm running away
Away from the games
Away from the s___e
The circumstances of a world so cold
Burning whispers
Remind me of the days
I was left alone
In a world this cold
Guilty of the same things
Provoked by the cause
I've left alone in a world so cold
Fever inside the storm
So I'm turning away
Away from the names
Away from the stones
cuz i'm through mending the wounds of us
Keep your thorns
Cuz I'm running away
Away from the games
Away from the s___e
The circumstances of a world so cold
Well I'm flying
I'm flying away
Away from the names
Away from the games
The circumstances of a world so cold
Why does everyone feel like my enemy
Don't want any part of depression or darkness
I've had enough, sick and tired,
Bring the sun or I'm gone
or I'm gone, I'm backing out, I'm no p___, no m_________in' slave to this
Never loved, never lied, never lived, never loved, never lost,
never hurt, never worried about being me,
Or anyone else, not a care, no concern, don't give a s___ about anything,
backing out, giving up, no m_________in' slave to this Never lied, never
left, never lived, never left, never lost, never hurt never worried about
being me, Or anyone else, not a care, no concern, don't give a s___ about
anything,
I need to find a darkened corner
A lightless corner,
where its safer and calmer
I'm turning away, away from the names away from the stones

Cause I through mending the wounds of us,
I'm running away, away from the game away from this s___e
the circumstances of a world so cold,
I'm flying, I'm flying away, away from the names away from the game
the circumstances of a world so cold.

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