Cold Win-Ghostpoet

Cold Win

歌手:Ghostpoet

专辑:Winter

时间:2015-12-04

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Cold Win - Ghostpoet

So a crunching bird flu

Signals another day

Boss thinks I'm stubborn eh

But I wish she would button it

New kicks loving it

Took me like two months

But big things from cold feet

One squashed like butternut

Outside the double dutch kiddies

Wait for chicken fix

And I hate the lunch run

Six months I'm out of here

Saving up the pennies

Cos the city's too gritty

And cooking french fries ain't pretty

Can someone show me the way

I don't know this place

I rose awake in a dream

I need to go back before

The sun goes down on my heart

Before the sun goes down on my heart

All my clothes smell of grease

A night on holiday

Break my back all week for

Crumbs and abuse

And I swear what's the use

Quick sip of lucozade

To pep up the bones

And amp up ramones

And volume maximum

I'm feeling like maximus

You know in that film film4 tuesdays

And highlight of the wicked week

Complain till bleak or some navy blue

I don't know you

Can someone show me the way

I don't know this place

I rose awake in a dream

I need to go back before

The sun goes down on my heart

Before the sun goes down on my heart

Can someone show me the way

I don't know this place

I rose awake in a dream

I need to go back before

The sun goes down on my heart

Before the sun goes down on my heart

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