Anxious (Band)
Cold
My body goes cold
Sold new and old
At the end of the day all money folds

Who will you hold?
Your mother, a brother, or a stranger?
Who will keep your heart beating?
Who's promises are you keeping?
Who will you hold?
Who spins your gold because I'm spinning mine
Tell me am I wasting my time?

We all know how it goes
When you hold someone too close

And they let you go
I don't want to be on my own...
And die alone