| Keep to my own i guess. |
| Never been much to impress. |
| Lost it all up forever.
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| And threw it over the ledge
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| Im callin out for you
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| Im callin
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| Im callin
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| Im callin
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| Yo im runnin out of time. |
| Runnin' out of money. |
| Runnin' out my mind cursin' the
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| lord above me
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| No need to look in the mirror to know things were getting ugly;
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| When all the eyes in the room were rumored to wanna cut me
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| Still tryna get myself into the right spot
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| Can’t go back to working at the white spot
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| So I’m up late workin' i’m a night hawk
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| I just do this rap shit or get outlined in white chalk
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| So lets see how it goes
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| 'nother night another show
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| 'nother mountain town driving through the snow
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| Another hangover in the mornin'
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| Wearing the same clothes
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| No matter what im wearin its apparent the pain shows
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| I need my medicine, No tellin what kinda web i’ll spin
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| A rebel dancing with the devil i will never settle in
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| So let the barrel spin i’m wearin thin like heroin
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| Shootin off my broken arrows through the air like Errol Flynn
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| Yeah, the gold has turned to stone, watch him slowly die, theres no one to save
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| us, its getting cold inside
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| Not a care in the world, no place i can turn, i got a date with the devil,
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| so just watch me burn
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| Heartbroken into pieces tears of a clown please come back home now theirs fears
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| in the town
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| Comin' up from the sewer, ears to the ground, everywhere that you look,
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| theirs weirdos around
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| I wanted to be something great, take care of the family, but no matter how hard
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| i tried noone could understand me
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| Should be back at my small town workin at the mill, then goin broke out here,
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| tryna work a deal
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| Ebenezer, lost soul, locked away in the asylum at first for being violent but
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| now he’s gone silent
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| His scream alone, could never block out the sirens, when the dogs start barkin,
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| and the guards start firin'
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| So i keep drinking, feel less anxiety, socially awkward, lost within society,
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| you’d really be disturbed if you ever saw whats inside of me, so fuck sobriety;
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| These songs are my diary
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| The gold has turned to stone, watch him slowly die, theres no one to save us,
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| its getting cold inside
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| Not a care in the world, no place I can turn, I got a date with the devil,
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| so just watch me burn |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Cold Inside, artist - Evil Ebenezer. Album song Penguin - EP, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп