F.E.E.L.I.N.G.C.A.L.L.E.D.L.O.V.E Pulp The room is cold, and it's been like this for several months, and if I close my eyes I can visualise everything in it. Right down, right down to the broken handle of the third drawer down of the dressing table. And the world outside this room has assumed a familiar shape, the same events shuffled in a slightly different order each day, just like a modern shopping centre. And it's so cold....., Yeah it's so cold... [Dm]What[C] ...[Dm] [C] [Em]is .[Dm].. (xguitar.com)