Cold Light کے بول

In your cold light I make this gun my lawful wife In your cold light I come alive with a stanley knife In your cold light I can see right through my life Take me my maker Got the noose got the neck If only I could break her hate her save her If only I could break her hate her save her >From you In your cold light I walk into tinseltown In your cold light these sheets are lit with broken hearts In your cold light I will soon surrender Here comes success With your fear with your fist and a flick of your wrist Here comes a candle to light you to bed Here comes a chopper to chop off your head Here comes a candle to light you to bed Here comes a chopper to chop Chop Chop off your head I'm coming on success With your fear with your fist and a flick of your wrist Surrender! Surrender! Surrender! Surrender! Surrender! Surrender! Surrender! Surrender!