Cold from Disorder (ReIssue) by Chiasm

COLD- the love I hold inside awaits/held back beyond these icy gates/
and he stares into the space/this will never fall in place/I could never be/
you wanted me to stay inside the world you locked away/the one you've tried to see/
but I won't hide from what could be/the future that was made for me/I don't want to be/
I held your hand to say we had to part this time today/anyone but me/
but now I have no one to hold/this shell I've made has left me cold/Deep inside it's cold/
deep inside it's old/I need you to agree this time it isn't me/and he stares into the space/
this will never fall in place

• Electronic
• ebm
• gothic
• indie
• industrial
• Detroit