You really shouldn't give it
If you're not prepared to take it
You shouldn't try to outwit
If you don't like the ********

My blood is colder than most
It lacks the circulation
It settles down in its host
Like me it lacks the patience

I love the knife in my back
I twist it around and around
I love the struggle to breathe
I suck dirt from the ground

I put the blindfold on
I feel the edge through sound
I'd really love to jump
But I'm afraid to hit the ground

Cold cash coat blinding lights forever more
Captain was a killjoy, selfish little killjoy
Red carpet coasted with moss and other kings

But tell me, can you feel this?
Tell me, can you feel this?
Tell me, can you feel this?
Tell me, can you feel this?

I love the agony
And I embrace the pain
I love the cold weather
And I really love the rain

I love the jealousy
I really love the blood
I love the shivers as I'm crawling
Through the thickest mud

I miss the sun on my back
And I miss the golden age
I miss the nauseousness
As I hit the stage

I miss the awkwardness
Of not knowing what to say
I miss the sunrise
Nearly every single blessed day

Cold cash coat blinding lights forever more
Captain was a killjoy, selfish little killjoy
Red carpet coasted with moss and other kings

But tell me, can you feel this?
Tell me, can you feel this?
Tell me, can you feel this?
Tell me, can you feel this?

Somehow I don't think you'll be invited to the funeral
(Captain was a killjoy, selfish little killjoy)
He's just a human being, it's our fault
(Captain was a killjoy, selfish little)

Cold cash coat blinding lights forever more
Captain was a killjoy, selfish little killjoy
Red carpet coasted with moss and other kings

But tell me, can you feel this?
Tell me, can you feel this?
Tell me, can you feel this?
Tell me, can you feel this?