COLD NIGHTS

Go and tell your friends I lost it
If you tell them, tell them often
12 weeks in a cold room
This might be my fucking coffin
If I smoke it then I'm coughing
Unknown people tryna walk in
Don't speak, I don't know you
Your opinion it means nothing

I've been like this for a year now
Upping like I've never been down
I've been smoking, got me sky high
Shit is finally get clear now (fuck)

Cold nights, calling, new wave
Cold nights, new wave, wait, uh
Cold nights, calling, new wave
Cold nights, new wave
Cold nights, calling, new wave
Cold nights, new wave

They don't wanna see me falling
I'll be sober by the morning
You can find me in the back room
"Look at me" I'm fucking rolling
Hit the bottle now I'm stalling
Vivid pictures on the wall and
Don't be talking like I know you
I could send you to the floor man

I've been like this for a year now
Upping like I've never been down
I've been smoking, got me sky high
Shit is finally getting clear now, yeah

Cold nights, calling, new wave
Cold nights, new wave
Cold nights, calling, new wave
Cold nights, calling, new wave
Cold nights, new wave

Look at me
Stashing the drugs in the cemetery
All of the shit that was never seen
All of the nights we were missing sleep, yeah, oh
Counting the money instead of sheep
Accountable people surround me
So I count on my accountant that we'll settle deeds

I keep the devil as company
I keep a blade in the Louis V
I keep on keeping my promises
Fuck a hypothesis, bury it seven deep
Who let the dogs off the fucking leash?
We were the boys in the back of the
Mitsubishi doing donuts while blowing trees
Someone play 'pick up the phone' baby, please



Credits
Writer(s): Christian Anthony, Clinton Cave, Mitchel Cave
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