General Ghost - Cold Cold Cold

Once I get the feeling back
I'll reach my fingertips right out to you
It's okay if you string me out
'Cause now it's something I'm accustomed to
And I don't want the aftertaste
But sugar's on a razor blade
Oh cold cold cold
But I'll freeze to death before I let you go
Cold Cold Cold
Yeah you're so cold
The frost, the wind, the bite, the snow
I'll freeze to death before I let you go
Blood loss
Hypnotic pulse
The lights are off
And pictures talk
Lay down
Levitate
Cross your arms