Cold
Cold
Its so fucking cold
Welcome home
Welcome to the end of the road
You're a fuckin joke
Fuckin joke
Don't you fuckin know
You been runnin from a ghost
Take me by the spine
Let me roast fuck
Livin rather end up on the coast dead still better than most though
Take another line
Fuck it ill be fine
Drugs for breakfast even better than butter n toast bro
I can not take all the heat
Bet that ill die fore I admit my defeat
Prides all I keep when I pass in my sheets
All I see when deceased is the black of the sea
Tell me why the fuck do we pray fore we eat
I can never aim well inna back seat
I can never talk with the g o d
If could swear I would put em 6 feet deep
Holy
Shit
You such a bitch
Take everything from me I can't have shit
Wish that I did
Take from yo god what he took from da kid
Barrel to temples I'm pullin das it
Cold
Its so fucking cold
Welcome home
Welcome to the end of the road
You're a fuckin joke
Fuckin joke
Don't you fuckin know
You been runnin from a ghost
I been goin numb just to find out
How cold I can get until my mind fuckin stalls out
Tell me when my times out
Baby I been floatin down the river I feel
Like I'm in hell now
Its so fucking cold
Welcome home
Welcome to the end of the road
You're a fuckin joke
Fuckin joke
Don't you fuckin know
You been runnin from a ghost
Take me by the spine
Let me roast fuck
Livin rather end up on the coast dead still better than most though
Take another line
Fuck it ill be fine
Drugs for breakfast even better than butter n toast bro
I can not take all the heat
Bet that ill die fore I admit my defeat
Prides all I keep when I pass in my sheets
All I see when deceased is the black of the sea
Tell me why the fuck do we pray fore we eat
I can never aim well inna back seat
I can never talk with the g o d
If could swear I would put em 6 feet deep
Holy
Shit
You such a bitch
Take everything from me I can't have shit
Wish that I did
Take from yo god what he took from da kid
Barrel to temples I'm pullin das it
Cold
Its so fucking cold
Welcome home
Welcome to the end of the road
You're a fuckin joke
Fuckin joke
Don't you fuckin know
You been runnin from a ghost
I been goin numb just to find out
How cold I can get until my mind fuckin stalls out
Tell me when my times out
Baby I been floatin down the river I feel
Like I'm in hell now
Credits
Writer(s): Kyle Hall
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