In The Cold Light Of Morning - Placebo

In cold light of morning while everyone is yawning

You’re high

In the cold light of morning the party gets all in your pie

As your skin starts to scratch with yesterdays action goodbye

Forget past indiscretions

And stolen possessions

You’re high

In the cold light

In the cold light of morning while everyone’s yawning

You’re high

In the cold light of morning

You’re drunk sick from whoring and high

Staring back from the mirrors

A face that you don’t recognise

It’s a loser a sinner a cock and a dildo’s disguise

In the cold light

Tomorrow

Tomorrow

Tomorrow

As your skin starts to scratch

And wave yesterdays action goodbye

Forget past indiscretions

And stolen possessions.

You’re high

In the cold light of day

Tomorrow’s only a king

Whistle

Whistle

Whistle

Whistle

Whistle

Whistle

Whistle

Whistle

whistle

Away

In the cold light of day