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Cold
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Goth Rock
Трек «Cold» вышел в 4 февраля 2023 г. г. на альбоме «{albumName}» (лейбл «Artoffact Records»)Darkness
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АльбомDarkness
Дата релиза4 февраля 2023 г.
ЛейблArtoffact Records
LanguageEnglish
Мелодичность
Акустичность
Валанс
Танцевальность
Энергия
BPM139

Видео

Видео

Создатели

ИСПОЛНИТЕЛИ
The Sweet Kill
The Sweet Kill
Исполнитель
Peter James Mills
Peter James Mills
Ведущий вокал
Ellen Hawk
Ellen Hawk
Синтезатор
Shawn Mrazek
Shawn Mrazek
Барабаны
МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА
Peter James Mills
Peter James Mills
Автор песен
Bryn McCutcheon
Bryn McCutcheon
Автор песен
ПРОДЮСЕРЫ И ЗВУКОРЕЖИССЕРЫ
Peter James Mills
Peter James Mills
Продюсер
Ellen Hawk
Ellen Hawk
Продюсер

Слова

I watched as you froze
Chilled me to the bone
And your lips kissed cold
So cold, so cold, so cold, so cold
Death by a thousand cuts
You keep telling me it's not enough
Hanging on gimme more, begging me from the floor
Oh no, don't stop it's so cold
You betrayed what I thought was trust
Getting off on all the ways you suffer
Need a hit gotta fix, down below there's a storm
So cold
I watched as you froze
Chilled me to the bone
And your lips kissed cold
So cold, so cold, so cold
You turned me into stone
As the lights are dimming low
Now my lips kiss cold
So cold, so cold, so cold, so cold
Secret and malevolent
Coquettish in your wicked sin
Gotta break from the cold, to escape from your hold
On me, can't breathe I'm so cold
Blinded by this twisted fate
Drowning deep into void we made
Like a fist through the glass, one more kiss make it last
So cold
I watched as you froze
Chilled me to the bone
And your lips kissed cold
So cold, so cold, so cold
You turned me into stone
As the lights are dimming low
Now my lips kiss cold
So cold, so cold, so cold, so cold
A thousand cuts, a thousand cuts, a thousand cuts
Death by a thousand cuts
I turned to stone, chilled to the bone I crumbled into dust
The lights dim low and the curtains close
Our death by a thousand cuts
I watched as you froze
Chilled me to the bone
And your lips kissed cold
So cold, so cold, so cold
You turned me into stone
As the lights are dimming low
Now my lips kiss cold
So cold, so cold, so cold, so cold
Written by: Bryn McCutcheon, Peter James Mills
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