This so- called multi happiness is just a fake,
The original one is buried deep underground.
Or maybe it's buried deep in my stomach.
No wonder I have a headache, it's your entire fault.

I'm sorry sister, but as much as I love you,
It doesn't worth a penny.
And it is so cold.
It is so damn cold, that I can't burry the thought of being
out there all alone. It's cold.

What did you think to yourself?
That as soon as the rain stops, you could come back to his
protective look? Well, you were wrong my friend.
No wonder you've been sitting for days, just crying and
crying.

I'm sorry slave of emotions,
But as much as I hate you,
It doesn't worth a diamond.
And it's so cold.
It is so damn cold that I can't burry the thought, of being
out there all alone. It's cold.

Anyhow, it is no time for any regrets, of any kind.
Pick yourself together and come back from the zombies land.
Put your favorite record on my broken tape and start
singing.
Collect your so-called multi happiness,
And take a deep breath.

I'm not sorry anymore,
But if it matters to you, just know this: it does worth
something and a lot.
And it is so cold.
It is so damn cold. It's cold.