[Part I: Cold As Stone]
You're back again
You roam the streets
And crack again
You're back again
You're travel-worn
Standing here
In the town you were born
It's not your home
The mirror sees you
So alone
Cold as stone, yeah
You're not your own
You feel a chill
Go through your bones
You're not your own
There's something wrong
You call the doctor
On the phone
He's not at home
So you leave a message
After the tone
"I'm cold as stone," yeah
You're back again
You roam the streets
And crack again
You're back again
You're travel-worn
Standing here
In the town you were born
It's not your home
The mirror sees you
So alone
Cold as stone, yeah
You're not your own
You feel a chill
Go through your bones
You're not your own
There's something wrong
You call the doctor
On the phone
He's not at home
So you leave a message
After the tone
"I'm cold as stone," yeah
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