Written in graffiti on a bridge in a park
It's so cold, so cold 'I struggle with the feeling that my life isn't mine'
It's so cold, so cold
See the arrow that they shot, trying to tear us apart
Still I won't let go Oooh, oooh
Oh you, use your heart as a weapon And at the streets are rising and you'd rather sing
No, we won't let them take control'
Yes, I feel a little bit nervous,
I'm coming 'round to get us Concrete canvas, I will make you a mark
I am down with the spray can soul.
You Oooh. oooh
Yes, you
And it hurts like heaven.
Woho-ooh
Woho-oooh
It's true It hurts like heaven.
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