Nothing Lyrics by Fashion Bomb
Cold and heartless, making me less
Twist the dagger into my breast
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Cold and heartless, making me less
Twist the dagger into my breast
A copy for your life
Printed from the screen
Barter your angels and gods
Trading the things that you like
I hear all of the lying again
And sit so still
When a man is a boy
Then a snake in the grass
Stronger sound of industry
Within a face is every father
Internally grown, like a virus
Festering in the subconscious