Cold (Demo) Video (MV)

End of the line yes it's come to the time where you have to go home
The lights have come on and the music's stopped
You're dripping with sweat and the mood has dropped
Now you have to make a big decision
Get a kebab or start our next expedition to a club that's open late
Where you tend to meet all different kinds of shapes
You've got the guys in their tight t shirts with the tiny logo
But somehow it always works on the Girl with the tight red dress
And the bleach blonde hair and her heads a mess
From the pills she took on her own free will from the guy by the toilets
For her the price is nil
Funny that how far you can get knowing nothing except the f*cking alphabet

Now it's the time where the boys get in fights
And the girls have a cry
But nobodies right
What's the point in ending the night with cuts on your knuckles and tears in your eyes
It's no surprise that you've wound up in this state
And you've lost all of your mates
And you're begging them to wait
But they won't
Theres no one else to blame
That you're left out in the rain
And if it's all the same
You should he ashamed

I've lost my keys
I've lost my phone
Ive lost my wallet
I'm walking home
My head is spinning
I'm all alone
I've got no money
Im f*cking cold
I've lost my keys
I've lost my phone
Ive lost my wallet
I'm walking home
My head is spinning
I'm all alone
I've got no money
Im f*cking cold