- Chris Holsten Cold Hearts 歌詞
- Chris Holsten
- Shes blowing up my cover
The liquors running out
Cant do this any longer
Oh she blocks me out
Oh I want to hold her
And I dont even know her
Try to guess my feelings storm
They dont go my way
Girls come in and out my door
But they dont let them stay
Do I really want to go there?
Oh, do I really want to go there?
Cold hearts, hot sheets
My favorite sound is your body next to me
Cold hearts, cant sleep
Theyre only feeling good on that ecstasy
The nights are getting hotter
Its just me with all these thoughts
I need another lover
Then Ill be back to start
But suddenly its over
Oh suddenly its over
Try to guess my feelings storm
They dont go my way
Girls come in and out my door
But they dont let them stay
Do I really want to go there?
Oh, do I really want to go there?
Cold hearts, hot sheets
My favorite sound is your body next to me
Cold hearts, cant sleep
Theyre only feeling good on that ecstasy
All my favorite nights they go on and on and on
All my favorite nights they go on and on and on
All my favorite nights they go on and on and on
On and on and on, on and on and on
Cold hearts, hot sheets
Cold hearts
Theyre only feeling good on that ecstasy
Cold hearts, hot sheets
My favorite sound is your body next to me
Cold hearts, cant sleep
Theyre only feeling good on that ecstasy
All my favorite nights they go on and on and on
All my favorite nights they go on and on and on
All my favorite nights they go on and on and on
On and on and on, on and on and on
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