COLDER
Lights shining on me
Staying right in my arms while I'm bleeding, yeah
And how can she love me?
With all of my defects and creases
And I won't fall down
You stay and pull right back when I leave
And it'll all come out
When you'll come right back to me
Tangled up and I can't go
But I see stars far from my home
I won't let go from old souls
They taught me where to go and now I'm
Colder
Baby lifting my soul 'till I go up, fall
And I'm right back alone in the cold, I'm
Drifting, looking for gold
It's the typical soul in the storm it goes
Colder
Baby lifting my soul 'till I go up, fall
And I'm right back alone in the cold, I'm
Drifting looking for gold
It's the typical soul in the storm it goes, it goes
I'm drippin' wine with dead eyes (Dead eyes)
I count my blessings for the night
Now don't you leave when the rope gets tight
I'll rise from the pivot and you bet I'll shine
Tangled up and I can't go (Can't go)
But I see stars far from my home
I won't let go from old souls
They told me where to go and now I'm
Colder
Baby lifting my soul 'till I go up, fall
And I'm right back alone in the cold, I'm
Drifting, looking for gold
It's the typical soul in the storm it goes
Colder
Baby lifting my soul 'till I go up, fall
And I'm right back alone in the cold, I'm
Drifting looking for gold
It's the typical soul in the storm it goes, it goes
I walk back to the cold, yeah, I need it
The smoke inside the room got me leaving
Daggers in my back while they speaking
I won't go back at all
Staying right in my arms while I'm bleeding, yeah
And how can she love me?
With all of my defects and creases
And I won't fall down
You stay and pull right back when I leave
And it'll all come out
When you'll come right back to me
Tangled up and I can't go
But I see stars far from my home
I won't let go from old souls
They taught me where to go and now I'm
Colder
Baby lifting my soul 'till I go up, fall
And I'm right back alone in the cold, I'm
Drifting, looking for gold
It's the typical soul in the storm it goes
Colder
Baby lifting my soul 'till I go up, fall
And I'm right back alone in the cold, I'm
Drifting looking for gold
It's the typical soul in the storm it goes, it goes
I'm drippin' wine with dead eyes (Dead eyes)
I count my blessings for the night
Now don't you leave when the rope gets tight
I'll rise from the pivot and you bet I'll shine
Tangled up and I can't go (Can't go)
But I see stars far from my home
I won't let go from old souls
They told me where to go and now I'm
Colder
Baby lifting my soul 'till I go up, fall
And I'm right back alone in the cold, I'm
Drifting, looking for gold
It's the typical soul in the storm it goes
Colder
Baby lifting my soul 'till I go up, fall
And I'm right back alone in the cold, I'm
Drifting looking for gold
It's the typical soul in the storm it goes, it goes
I walk back to the cold, yeah, I need it
The smoke inside the room got me leaving
Daggers in my back while they speaking
I won't go back at all
Credits
Writer(s): Marlon Van Der Hout, David Aalko Emile Willem, Laurens Amat Joseph Paul Samijo, Younes Sanderson, Christian Edward Sassaro
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