Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Cold Feet, artist - Spacey Jane. Date of issue: 07.11.2018
Song language: English
Cold Feet |
| The right time, sitting on the front lawn |
| I can’t seem to take it, feelings of estrangement |
| Well, shake up, read my words back to me |
| I can’t seem to fake it, feelings of afraid |
| In dirty socks and bamboo pots |
| In between a smoke-filled breath |
| Between the smoke-filled breaths |
| My mind’s a playground of half-thought thoughts |
| And I can’t get my head around it |
| Aching with playground taunts |
| I eat my words with appetite |
| And it’s the wrong time, sitting on the back lawn |
| You can’t seem to take it, feelings of estrangement |
| Oh, shake up, say your words back to you |
| You can’t seem to fake it, feelings of afraid |
| Oh, in dirty socks and bamboo pots |
| In between a smoke-filled breath |
| Between the smoke-filled breaths |
| My mind’s a playground of half-thought thoughts |
| But I can’t get my head around it |
| Aching with playground taunts |
| I eat my words with appetite |
| Lying in my bed, right next to me (With cold feet) |
| And I can’t see your face |
| It’s the coldest day I’ve felt (For ages) |
| And I can’t read without turning pages |
| Ah, when everything is nothing |
| My mind’s a- |