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Church of the Cold

I run, you run, we don't mind

I see, I say, "We are blind."

I touch, I taste Mother Earth

Need your love's in the touch of the carSeven seaward, oceans wild

Stormy weather, ship without sails

These crazy people are marching on

Lunatics are fucking from sunflowers?Finding out all the rules that make me

A member of the church of the cold

Finding out all the rules that make me

A member of the church of the cold

Finding out all the rules that make me

A member of the church of the cold

Finding out all the rules that make me

A member of the church of the coldSomeone, somebody's watching you

Out of sight is not out of mind

And later on you will find some peace,

Find some peace where there is none about

Give it an offer, give it a try

And 'cus every time I look to you

It seem that there's something

That has come up between us

I just don't know what to do

Finding out all the rules that make me

A member of the church of the cold

Finding out all the rules that make me

A member of the church of the cold

Finding out all the rules that make me

A member of the church of the cold

Finding out all the rules that make me

A member of the church of the cold

Finding out all the rules

(Finding out) Finding out all the rules

(Finding out) Finding out all the rules

(Finding out) Finding out all the rules

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