Cold
Camille Poliquin, Marc-Andre Bellefleur, Pascal Shefteshy
Truth is
I prefer your body when it's cold
So lay still
And please don't try to hold
My hand
No one cares that you're alive
No one knows you're about to die
Throat in my hands
Fear in your eye
Tears on the bed
Blood in my mouth
Hours
We kill while we have the time
Fingers
Run every inch that is allowed
No one cares that you're alive
No one knows you're about to die
Throat in my hands
Fear in your eye
Tears on the bed
Blood in my mouth