Learning to Be Too Cold Lyrics

He can wear the skin of a professional

Life as a sick romance - lust has no mercy

So show us what your muscles can do

The good times will not last



Selective reverence;

It gnaws and it picks at my concentration

So show us what your muscles can do

The good times will not last

Selective reverence;

It gnaws and it picks at my concentration



We're taught to believe in such foolish idealism:

Entitled fairy tales recited nightly

Caught in these recycled thoughts and criticized for such cynicism

A perpetual cliché of damned if you do, damned if you don't



Are you impressed?



Just because no one else is talking doesn't mean you need to be