shining – bitchfinder general

In cold light of morning everyone is yawning

You’re high

In the cold light of morning the party gets boring, you’re high

As your skin starts to scratch and wave yesterdays action goodbye

Forget past indiscretions

And stolen possessions

You’re high

In the cold light

In the cold light of morning, everyone’s yawning

You’re high

In the cold light of morning

You’re drunk sick from whoring and high

Staring back from the mirror’s

A face that you don’t recognize

It’s a loser, a sinner, a cock in a dildos disguise

In the cold light

Tomorrow

As your skin starts to scratch

And wave yesterdays action goodbye

Forget past indiscretions

And stolen possessions.

You’re high

In the cold light of day

Tomorrow’s only a king

Whistle

Away

In the cold light of day