In cold light of morning while, everyone is yawning,
Youre high,
In the cold light of morning the party gets boring, youre high.
As your skin starts to scratch and wave yesterdays action goodbye..
Forget past indiscretions,
And stolen possessions,
Youre high,
In the cold light.
In the cold light of morning, while everyones yawning,
Youre high.
In the cold light of morning ,
Youre drunk sick from whoring and high,
Staring back from the mirrors,
A face that you dont recognise..
Its a loser, a sinner, a cock in a dildos disguise,
In the cold light.
Tomorrow,
Tomorrow,
Tomorrow,
As your skin starts to scratch,
And wave yesterdays action goodbye.
Forget past indiscretions,
And stolen possessions,
Youre high.
In the cold light of day..
Tomorrows only a king,
Whistle,
Whistle,
Whistle,
Whistle,
Whistle,
Whistle,
Whistle,
Whistle,
whistle,
Away ..
In the cold light of day.

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