Lyrics

Don't make the same mistake It will hold you under 'till the air is gone It will test you in your weakest times It only takes the softest touch and you're gone This cold weather is chilling my bones This type of living is killing my soul Cut me open and leave me exposed And now I just feel so cold What did I do, what did I say to make this so hard to face To make you want to burn this to the ground Sell my soul to the highest bidder Run up the ladder, raise up the gate What did I get, what did I give to have something I can't defend To have anything to rebuild Don't make the same mistake I did Don't make the same mistake I did It will hold you under 'till the air is gone It will test you in your weakest times It only takes the softest touch and you're gone This cold weather is chilling my bones This type of living is killing my soul Cut me open and leave me exposed And now I just feel so cold What did I do, what did I say to make this so hard to face To make you want to burn this to the ground Cut me open and leave me exposed And now I just feel so cold Sell my soul to the highest bidder Run up the ladder, raise up the gate What did I get, what did I give to have something I can't defend To have anything to rebuild This cold weather is chilling my bones (chilling my bones) This type of living is killing my soul (killing my soul) killing my soul killing my soul
Writer(s): Dave Kirby, Wade Kirby, Butch Baker Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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