paroles de chanson Cold Stares - Nosaj Thing feat. Chance the Rapper & Maceo Haymes
Cold
stares
in
the
night,
tears
roll
down
Another
sad
clown
sittin'
in
the
room
Eyes
rain
tears
but
do
you
really
love
me
Silent
and
solemn,
Smeagol
to
gollum
Evil
done
got
him
Doctors
say
we
believe
its
a
problem
Possessed
by
a
demon,
they
won't
leave
it
inside
him
They
gon'
leave
him
on
Sunday
In
a
one
man
confessional
with
a
high
fever
Dry
heaving
and
hollerin'
Check
the
lock,
bolt
the
door
Chop
the
cord
on
the
boat,
float
to
shore
Ain't
no
leavin'
the
island
Devil
whistles
in
his
ear,
out
of
tune
On
an
empty
ass
bed,
can't
remember
how
to
spoon
Can't
forget
how
the
spoon
Was
the
bowl
for
the
soup
for
his
arm
When
his
arm
had
a
cold
Now
the
cold
got
his
feet
Tied
up
in
the
sheets,
sweat
drips
from
his
cheeks
He's
gonna
die
in
hospital
clothes
Bed,
bed
I
rest
in
Not
my
own
These
cover
make
me
itch
Hurt
my
head,
head
I
question
Not
my
own
These
covers
make
me
sick
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