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 boring, you're high As your skin starts to scratch And wave 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 recognize It's a loser, a sinner A cock in 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