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I'm feeling cold. I'm dreading my home
I've taken a stab at my fortune
How the road once open below
I'm feeling so sore from your loving torture

Here in bed, I'm losing my head
God knows the evil you've shown
Looking red, the Devil she said :
"I know how you dread, that you'll die alone"

The very day, when she came to bay
I lost all my senses believing
In every way, I wish she could stay
But I ran astray, with all my decieving

I'm feeling cold, still thrown out and I'm sold
My shelter burned down by your rain
There she goes, breaking my every bone
I'm paying my toll with this undying pain

The summer wind be blowing
The chains I'm going to break from
Woman please, leave me to be
You're a disease. It's so easy to see.

My worried head has my eyes burning red.
The tears have gone dry on my shoulder
A woman wed, here's my heart feeling dead
There's a burden ahead and its about to get colder.

"It could be worse". Said the bees to the birds
"You always find someone to blame"
"Call the hearse" Doctor said to the Nurse
I'm dying of thirst, with this damn crying shame

My poisoned blood's now draining
The moonlight fading from your eyes
Can I please leave you to be?
You're my disease. I need my own winter breeze.

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from John Goodblood: New Skin, released September 1, 2014

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