Paroles de Cold

Suicide, my valentine, I'll Do you right the second time, just Fumigate my wooden mind, so I know I won't go stone–cold Redefine the little lies, I Set inside my little mind I am yours but you ain't mine and I hope we don't go stone–cold You've got me in a choke–hold I hope we don't go Cold, too cold My soul's too cold I'll wait and salivate 'cause It's the way anticipation Always beats the way it tastes so My tongue stays tied around my throat God, I hate how every day I See my face and look away 'cause I'm afraid I got on late, I'm Too young to think I've grown Cold, too cold My soul's too cold Find a place, begin to live Hide away, forget to give We're just fickle hearts scared to bruise Run away, too far to find Don't forgive me, you and I We're just fickle hearts scared to bruise Cold, too cold My soul's (Soul, soul, soul, soul, soul) Too cold (Cold, cold, cold, cold, cold)