1. Cold War


Cold War - Sea of Satellites

Wipe that smile off your face,
Before it leaves a scar
You said you came for grace,
But all you preach is war
You’ll never get it,
Ooh, you think you have it
I see right through your sick little game

Caught in a
Cold War, don’t act surprised
Tongue cocked and
Let Go
weaving sweet little lies
Lost souls to chains of legalist crimes
No need in fighting because there's nothing left to save your life

I found you hiding by the tree
You’ve got your trophies up high now
for all to see
You’ll never have it
Ooh you think you get it
I see right through your so-called “fame”