Out In The Cold

Love, hate, agony
Thrown away from society
Pleasure, pain, exctasy
Wind up dead lady misery
Money, fame, luxury
Your life is synthetic reality
Life, death, eternity
Your body will be buried next to me

Have you lost your pride my love
Never see the light of a new day
No roses on your grave
Hard to hold a candle in rain

Love, hate, agony
Thrown away from society
Pleasure, pain, exctasy
Your body will be buried next to me

Take my hand are you lost in the cold
Standing on your own on the edge of the fall
Sell your soul I'll give you heaven and more
Standing on your own on the edge of the fall

Standing on your own
Wasted life