You said your hope was lost. My eyes were stinging hot. The first of the tears to fall hurts the worst of all. I had it all planned out, what I was going
end of the world Well, it's the end of the world Well, it's the end of the world Well, it's the end of the world Well, it's far away In a hurricane,
lost and all the trust is gone Way too far for way too long Children crying, cast out and neglected Only in a world so cold, only in a world this cold
the end of the world My world, my love, my gun Now I'm all alone Kept the pain inside Wanna torch the world Cause I'm breathin fire My world
翻訳: コールド. 世界の終わり.
翻訳: コールド. 世界の終わりに（アコースティック）.
all the trust is gone, Way too far, for way too long Children crying, cast out and neglected, Only in a world so cold, only in a world This cold Hold
s the end of the world My world, my love, my gun Now I'm all alone Kept the pain inside Wanna torch the world Cause I'm breathin fire My world
and all the trust is gone, Way too far, for way too long Children crying, cast out and neglected, Only in a world so cold, only in a world This cold Hold
You said your hope was lost. My eyes were stinging hot. The first of the tears to fall hurts the worst of all. I had it all planned out, what I was
's the end of the world My world, my love, my gun Now I'm all alone Kept the pain inside Wanna torch the world Cause I'm breathin fire My world, my
like sequins Niggas think they He-man, pow, pow, the end Talkin' to myself because I am my own consultant Married to the money, fuck the world, that
is blind with casualties Who sipping life casually, then gradually become worse Don't bite the apple, Eve, caught up in the in crowd Now you're in style, end of the winter gets cold
run his mouth and snitch out everybody? The kind of nigga that's gone end up being a dead body Yo' wife and children gone be searching for their dear ol' daddy They found his headless body tied up in a dark alley It's cold
a friend name miller man [Incomprehensible] So strong for so long All I wanna do is sing my simple song Square or round, rich or poor At the end of
colors my all With my colors upon me one soldier stands tall Tell me what have you left me What have I got Last night in cold blood my young brother
Layin' down the dope groove, smokin' those who disapprove Wreckin' the deck, you'll regret if you cross punk Rollin' like a Mack truck, waxin' those who talk junk Violent your end
