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特集

クレジット

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Matthew Allan Munoz
Matthew Allan Munoz
Acoustic Guitar
Randy Joseph Rodriguez
Randy Joseph Rodriguez
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Matthew Allan Munoz
Matthew Allan Munoz
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Dark Arts Recording Studio (Recording/Mixing/Mastering)
Dark Arts Recording Studio (Recording/Mixing/Mastering)
Recording Engineer

歌詞

Fill it up again I need to warm these bones This house still a house But this home ain't a home And here I am tryna beat me up again Cause the best things are gone Any little love living inside won't survive And it sure won't grow Cold Even winter feels the pain Theres no glowing on the outside Cause the insides are torn away Cold Its a color way deeper than blue Guess the best way to live life Is to be ice when you're beat up and bruised But there ain't nothing colder than you I'm just being so cruel to myself Tryna hang on The cold is killing my health Its freezing in this hell Lord send a little help I'm dealing with a cold shell And lonely don't mean you gotta be by yourself And I can see my breath when we both in the room Your eyes are black ice we're both running on fumes And i'd try to gamble But at this point I know that you won't Cold Even winter feels the pain Theres no glowing on the outside Cause the insides are torn away Cold Its a color way deeper than blue Guess the best way to live life Is to be ice when you're beat up and bruised But there ain't nothing colder than you
Writer(s): Matthew Munoz Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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