I'm so cold every single day
I'm so loud every single day
Anger in my bloodstream, making me sick
Locked up in a basement I'm so f*cking dead
Voice is like a tanker breathing from the canon balls
When it flies down with the fiery tail, I feel very odd
That's how my lyrical blow kill haters up with shot
Feels like a gun man with bullets that I f*cking drop
Like a boom like a boom like a boom like a boom
Dead body in a tomb in a tomb in a tomb
I was f*cking moons-trucked clapping for my fake love
But I started rapping my thoughts by wasting all of my cost
Like a boom like a boom like a boom like a boom
Dead body in a tomb in a tomb in a tomb
I was f*cking moons-trucked clapping for my fake love
But I started rapping my thoughts by wasting all of my cost
Cold Cold eyes and low low voice
Making all my songs have the loud loud noise
But how is it possible Cleaning dust Particle
I'm so f*cking cynical I'm so Unstoppable
Cold Cold eyes and low low voice
Making all my songs have the loud loud noise
But how is it possible Cleaning dust Particle
I'm so f*cking cynical I'm so Unstoppable
I've been reading books about songs from the old age
So I dropped off from my college in the very next day
Then I opened my copy and started writing game
After that moment my soul starting chasing fame
I'm trapped and filled with the losses I'm trapped and filled with the losses
How can I be so stupidly imperfect how can I be so stupidly imperfect
This is 'cause I have horns made of bones that is dark
I have horns made of bones that is f*cking dark
I'm trapped and filled with the losses I'm trapped and filled with the losses
How can I be so stupidly imperfect how can I be so stupidly imperfect
This is 'cause I have horns made of bones that is dark
I have horns made of bones that is f*cking dark
Cold Cold eyes and low low voice
Making all my songs have the loud loud noise
But how is it possible Cleaning dust Particle
I'm so f*cking cynical I'm so Unstoppable
Cold Cold eyes and low low voice
Making all my songs have the loud loud noise
But how is it possible Cleaning dust Particle
I'm so f*cking cynical I'm so Unstoppable
NZ Gray - Cold Voices Lyrics
NZ Gray - Cold Voices Lyrics
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I'm so cold every single day
I'm so loud every single day
Anger in my bloodstream, making me sick
Locked up in a basement I'm so f*cking dead
Voice is like a tanker breathing from the canon balls
When it flies down with the fiery tail, I feel very odd
That's how my lyrical blow kill haters up with shot
Feels like a gun man with bullets that I f*cking drop
Like a boom like a boom like a boom like a boom
Dead body in a tomb in a tomb in a tomb
I was f*cking moons-trucked clapping for my fake love
But I started rapping my thoughts by wasting all of my cost
Like a boom like a boom like a boom like a boom
Dead body in a tomb in a tomb in a tomb
I was f*cking moons-trucked clapping for my fake love
But I started rapping my thoughts by wasting all of my cost
Cold Cold eyes and low low voice
Making all my songs have the loud loud noise
But how is it possible Cleaning dust Particle
I'm so f*cking cynical I'm so Unstoppable
Cold Cold eyes and low low voice
Making all my songs have the loud loud noise
But how is it possible Cleaning dust Particle
I'm so f*cking cynical I'm so Unstoppable
I've been reading books about songs from the old age
So I dropped off from my college in the very next day
Then I opened my copy and started writing game
After that moment my soul starting chasing fame
I'm trapped and filled with the losses I'm trapped and filled with the losses
How can I be so stupidly imperfect how can I be so stupidly imperfect
This is 'cause I have horns made of bones that is dark
I have horns made of bones that is f*cking dark
I'm trapped and filled with the losses I'm trapped and filled with the losses
How can I be so stupidly imperfect how can I be so stupidly imperfect
This is 'cause I have horns made of bones that is dark
I have horns made of bones that is f*cking dark
Cold Cold eyes and low low voice
Making all my songs have the loud loud noise
But how is it possible Cleaning dust Particle
I'm so f*cking cynical I'm so Unstoppable
Cold Cold eyes and low low voice
Making all my songs have the loud loud noise
But how is it possible Cleaning dust Particle
I'm so f*cking cynical I'm so Unstoppable
I'm so loud every single day
Anger in my bloodstream, making me sick
Locked up in a basement I'm so f*cking dead
Voice is like a tanker breathing from the canon balls
When it flies down with the fiery tail, I feel very odd
That's how my lyrical blow kill haters up with shot
Feels like a gun man with bullets that I f*cking drop
Like a boom like a boom like a boom like a boom
Dead body in a tomb in a tomb in a tomb
I was f*cking moons-trucked clapping for my fake love
But I started rapping my thoughts by wasting all of my cost
Like a boom like a boom like a boom like a boom
Dead body in a tomb in a tomb in a tomb
I was f*cking moons-trucked clapping for my fake love
But I started rapping my thoughts by wasting all of my cost
Cold Cold eyes and low low voice
Making all my songs have the loud loud noise
But how is it possible Cleaning dust Particle
I'm so f*cking cynical I'm so Unstoppable
Cold Cold eyes and low low voice
Making all my songs have the loud loud noise
But how is it possible Cleaning dust Particle
I'm so f*cking cynical I'm so Unstoppable
I've been reading books about songs from the old age
So I dropped off from my college in the very next day
Then I opened my copy and started writing game
After that moment my soul starting chasing fame
I'm trapped and filled with the losses I'm trapped and filled with the losses
How can I be so stupidly imperfect how can I be so stupidly imperfect
This is 'cause I have horns made of bones that is dark
I have horns made of bones that is f*cking dark
I'm trapped and filled with the losses I'm trapped and filled with the losses
How can I be so stupidly imperfect how can I be so stupidly imperfect
This is 'cause I have horns made of bones that is dark
I have horns made of bones that is f*cking dark
Cold Cold eyes and low low voice
Making all my songs have the loud loud noise
But how is it possible Cleaning dust Particle
I'm so f*cking cynical I'm so Unstoppable
Cold Cold eyes and low low voice
Making all my songs have the loud loud noise
But how is it possible Cleaning dust Particle
I'm so f*cking cynical I'm so Unstoppable
Writer: Niraz Saikia
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