Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song cold.wind, artist - DJ Static. Date of issue: 27.05.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
cold.wind |
| The bourbon it burns in the cold wind it’s like 45 in Berlin |
| & my bunker radiator ain’t working, daybreak won’t surface |
| Can’t hit the melody, can’t get the melanin I drink the caffeine that is the |
| medicine |
| I miss my energy I picture enemies I sense the end of me, oh |
| And my nights get longer, knives get sharper, gotta spend my whole fucking life |
| in a sauna |
| Just not to be the wilest of monsters cause I got this guy and he strikes on a |
| congas |
| Invites me to congress and lights up a ganja and like anaconda he wraps round' |
| my conscience and fucks with my head… and fucks with my head |
| Where do madmen go abbey road crack the coat for pistacchio peel the skin for |
| potassium please tell me it can’t be done |
| Can’t be done? |
| Baby that’s a song that can’t be sung |
| Baby that’s a angle that can’t be spun, baby that’s a language that can’t be |
| tongued |
| Watch me go, primate, dial up the greats Climb in a cape and fly into space |
| Clouds break skies cave gates shine god shakes |
| I’m in this bitch where the fire escape? |
| throw a fit enter blind rage |
| Oh I squinch till my eyes ache No gin but I’m the bomb aye |
| Just a little bit of namaste, then I’m lifted to the mountain peak |
| Oh my Ariana’s grande, mi hermanos kamikaze |