Cold

Have a shit hurried into

Call me open weeping wounds

I'll never get the answer too

But I don't need it anymore

Glam cold

Called the time half burn into

Called the time waiting cold

There was a nun in my gun

But I don't need it anymore

Stand cold

I missed us better

Glam cold

I missed us better

Self-view the south too

Make the empire poke

And we aren't do, how 'bout of my head

Go 'head and try about the skills less now

Lock him nothing instead

Stand cold

I missed us better

Glam cold

I missed us better