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I can't feel my fingers, I can't feel my toes, 'cuz I am cold - I'm so cold I can't seem to focus, I can't catch my breath, 'cuz I am cold - I'm so cold 'Cuz everything I do, just turns to shit And everything I touch just turns to shit Now I'm on the TV, I'm doing what I'm told I push my face up to the sun, but still I feel so cold I'm just like a dummy, a puppet on a string But I am cold - I'm so cold Everything I had just turns to shit Everything I see just turns to shit Turns to shit, turns to shit, my life has turned to shit! Well everything I do, just turns to shit And everything I touch, just turns to shit I was in your kitchen, I was watching you You were hot as a solder spot, But still I felt so cold I crept through your window, my hands around your neck And now you're cold - you're so cold 'Cuz everything I see, just turns to shit And everything I touch, just turns to shit Everything I have, just turns to shit And everything I do just turns to shit Turns to shit, turns to shit it turns to shit Shit shit, glorious shit! (Here we go again.) Shit shit glorious shit
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