In cold light of morning while, everyone is yawning,
You´re high,
In the cold light of morning the party gets boring, you´re high.
As your skin starts to scratch and wave yesterdays action goodbye..
Forget past indiscretions,
And stolen possessions,
You´re high,
In the cold light.
In the cold light of morning, while everyone´s yawning,
You´re high.
In the cold light of morning ,
You´re drunk sick from whoring and high,
Staring back from the mirrors,
A face that you don´t recognise..
It´s a loser, a sinner, a cock in a dildo´s 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,
You´re high.
In the cold light of day..
Tomorrow´s only a king,
Whistle,
Whistle,
Whistle,
Whistle,
Whistle,
Whistle,
Whistle,
Whistle,
whistle,
Away ..
In the cold light of day.
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