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It's a cold world
Intro and chorus
It's a cold world- it's a cold cold world
everywhere you turn, there's so much pain
You can pretend that it's all o.k
You can pretend that it's all o.k...
It's a cold world- such a cold cold world
everywhere you turn, there's so much pain
You can pretend that it's all o.k
that it's all o.k, yeah it's all o.k
Can't you see it-can't you see it?
That it's love that this world really needs
It's not too late- no, it's not too late
to help others in their time of need
to help others, yeah...but
Chorus
It's a cold world- it's a cold cold world
everywhere you turn, there's so much pain
You can pretend that it's all o.k
You can pretend that it's all o.k
It's a cold world- such a cold cold world
everywhere you turn, there's so much pain
You can pretend that it's all o.k
that it's all o.k, yeah it's all o.k
So you're o.k- yeah you're o.k...
you can't see their need, and just how they bleed
cause there's too much greed,
so you keep your eyes closed...
Show you care- yeah show you care
there's a big surprise- when you open your eyes
and see the truth of it all, yeah
the truth of it all...but
Chorus
It's a cold world- it's a cold cold world
everywhere you turn, there's so much pain
You can pretend that it's all ok
You can pretend that it's all ok
It's a cold world- such a cold cold world
everywhere you turn, there's so much pain
You can pretend that it's all ok
that it's all ok, yeah it's all ok
repeat chorus and fade
John Derek Hamilton
September 04,2019
Revised with music and vocals August 1,2025
Your color-bled cloth
Just rips at my stitches
I’m monotone; a moth
Calling out to you
With my heavy, little wishes
Fed a steady diet of tweed coat pockets
Bleached in forever stains
And tie dye kisses
In whole, I find a part of me
Your heart sorely misses
Amends for all the faint mistakes
Unearthed while I was bluffing
I perch upon your buttons now
Whispering sweet nothings
Your pettiness is soaking through
Neglected, I’m in love with you
In debt to all your gems
Ugly-headed beauty kills the demons
Yet you’re dressed in them
Another thread of fabric
Slipping from your hem
At least that’s where it seems to me
Your problems mostly stem
Floating and receding
Through the headwinds I’m receiving
Tossed into a better time
Where all your soapy bubbles
Stung my eyes and pierced my stubble
Left me weak and kneeling
Between the lines, my soul would cry
But moths were never known for feeling
I’d crawl to find a warmer spot
Deep inside your shell
Ferocious in its absence
There was solace in your smell
Now my hunger softens
If only for a spell
Who you wished for me to be
Oh, I could never tell
There is no possible way to tell anyone who is reading this,
How much pain and suffering I have endured over the past three months with this.
Two or three days and you should be fine and well,
It's been 3 months my body feels like me and the devil was fighting in hell.
Oh yeah, I went there,
Was told life ain't fair.
Cannot really use my hands to write this poem,
My fingers, joints, and hands shows its own form.
Trying my best to deal with all this eventful,
I am so pissed I can stick someone in the eye with my pencil. Dealing with this large mass in my brain,
Not looking for sympathy, handouts, support groups or fame.
Just wanted everyone to know about The Shot,
Do not let them inject that man-made poison into your arm it makes your heart stop.
Just a new world order Holocaust of 2021,
Over six hundred and five thousand deaths as of June 30th 2021. Now you do the math? Not trying to steer you into a deceitful path. Just want to open up your eyes,
Am here today to let you all know it was lies.
Can not sleep anymore because am too stress,
Am fake walking with this big ass S on my chest.
In my cervical spine the vertebrae C6 and C7,
It's killing me slowly in time.
Neck hurt so much I can not even fully turn left or right,
Everytime I close my eyes it feel like am losing my life.
Take it at your own risk,
Because you know the government ain't it.
Yellow saw me arrive here,
with trust and an open heart.
It never thought so many would walk away.
Yellow heard the whispers first,
before I even knew their names.
The stories kept changing on their own as they spread, and kept shifting.
Outside the doors, Yellow stood,
voices coming and going.
It waited there for someone
to just stop and look closer.
Yellow sat with me at night,
when sleep would not come near.
It knew some words leave wounds no one can see, but still feel.
Yellow still looks down the road
while people pass by without stopping.
It holds what I went through inside…
some days it gets too heavy to carry.
In my mind's contorted eye
My heart laments for our generation
And generations to come
In my mind's disgruntled eye,
I see squalor and poverty in Sudan
I see disaster, hunger,
Consuming, scavenging, rampaging
The bowels of our land
My heart weeps for the oppressed,
Displaced, and brutalized
In my mind's injured eye
I see the ruins of Bosnia
And the bloodbath in Grosny
Yesterday was Somalia, today Afghanistan
We all are engulfed in a bitter, unending race
In my mind's tired, confused eye
I see resigned, helpless faces
Of a saturated generation
Waiting hopelessly for the final
Chiming of the clock