Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Cold Crush, artist - Madchild. Album song The Darkest Hour, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 27.07.2017
Record label: Battle Axe
Song language: English
Cold Crush |
| Kids ain’t ready for the style I got |
| My life’s a fucking horror movie with the violent plot |
| And I can feel my thoughts cracking and bending |
| No turning back and there’s no happy ending |
| I’m climbing walls with anxiety |
| Walking zombie, I’m not going quietly |
| Ay, I’m the northwest best |
| In the grey and black North Face Gore-Tex vest |
| Who want slide down my vortex next? |
| Smoke tobacco. |
| Shining with stars to a black hole |
| That’s what I get for being such an asshole |
| Want to put a rope around my neck like a lasso |
| Rain’s coming, clouds rolling over head |
| Words pouring from my head |
| Be a warrior ‘til I’m dead |
| But I don’t want to meet Joe Black, I’m not ready yet |
| Long black box with roses and poinsettias |
| Yo, yeah |
| Hit the stage with radicalised battle cries |
| Unintentional role model with bad advice |
| Between a rock and a hard place |
| My favourite movies were Goodfellas and Scarface |
| And God Father. |
| Guess I took that shit too literal |
| Wasted twenty years of my life rolling with criminals |
| Snort coke, get a dirty and perverted mind |
| It’s not a good look doing coke at thirty-nine |
| Put that lame shit to bed, change the chapter |
| ‘Cause when my head’s clear you’ll still feel my rapture |
| Plus there’s so much out still to capture |
| I’m recharged, ready to go |
| Be an adapter |
| Through the storm to the path of illumination |
| Even if you feel like you’re half of a wrong creation |
| My whole life been babbling gloomy statements |
| But now feel like my brain’s unravelling doom and hatred |
| (Fuck!) |
| Blow my brains out and drop to the pavement |
| What if there’s more then I’m locked up with Satan |
| Burning for eternity does not sound appealing |
| So now I’m kneeling looking up past the ceiling |
| Ask God’s forgiveness and please start me healing |
| ‘Cause if you mean it, I swear you could feel it |
| Tears drop leaving stains on this paper, I’m writing on |
| You can’t give up, you just keep fighting on |
| Mad the destroyer or Madchild the healer? |
| Don’t be afraid, let your love out. |
| Reveal it |
| Feeling chained to my list of regrets |
| So many barely move breaking into a sweat |
| And everything’s dark and grey. |
| I see no colour |
| Break free from my past, need bolt cutters |
| Unless it’s family or blood, don’t trust others |
| I’m getting older but still cold crush brother |