Cold Light

By Schaft

On Switchblade

Released on September 21, 1994

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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 streets are lined 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 off your head

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

Yeah

Here comes a candle to light you to bed

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 off your head

Ooh, I'm coming on success

Oh, 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 off your head

Surrender! Surrender! Surrender! Surrender!

Ow, yeah, surrender! Surrender! Surrender!

Surrender! Ow!

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

Surrender! Surrender! Surrender! Surrender!

Ow, surrender! Surrender! Surrender!

Surrender! Ow!