From the recording Shitty Humans
Ry Somerton: Guitar and vocals
Nick Foreman: Bass
Mike Nasty: Drums
Written by Ry Somerton copyright 2021 All rights reserved
Lyrics
I read this book one time
It really spoke to me
Like the voices in my head
A testament of my destiny
So I bought a ticket to ride
On the next thing leaving here
I wont be coming back
My future has never been so clear
But then I met a girl
She actually spoke to me
Drowned out the voices in my head
Suddenly I felt like a human being
But when she shut me out
(Like the rest of the world had done)
The voices came back screaming
Screaming for me to get the gun
Cold Heart
Cold hands
Dead eyes
There's nothing left inside
I blame you
For my head
Only one way to make it right
I gotta see you dead
So I tracked you down
You weren't too hard to find
Walked up and down the block
Waited for you to come outside
Then I thought of her
Maybe I got it all wrong
Maybe I could change my mind
Maybe I should just go home
But then you came outside
I saw your face again
It all came flooding back
This happens now
This is the end
Cold heart
Cold blood
On a cold night
I got you in my sights
I come up like I was your friend
Take my loaded gun
And point it at your head
And fire