Bitter Chill Lyrics - Mccain Edwin

E. McCain 

Sweet love is keeping a very close score 

She's cheated death more than one time 

The tears roll down her face and on to the floor 

The psychic's been reading her mind 

CHORUS 

Women with secrets men with their rage 

The lines run deeper than words on the page 

Breeze through the window, it turns bitter chill 

Pretend we don't feel it, lie here real still 

Whispered in visions of new earth shine 

We volunteer to do nothing again 

The world falls around us all we can do is whine 

Living out the future of original sin 

CHORUS 

Well now follow me to the water 

Dive right through the film 

Swim in the madness, fulfill every whim 

Why worry about tomorrow that you'll never see 

Why talk about the children that will never be 

GIve us this day our daily bread 

Forgive us our monstrosities 

No more stories of the quick and the dead 

The asphalt will burn with our liabilities