Текст песни Heart Got Colder - Pouké

I need your grace most of all, I need forgiveness, to help me find my way
You know, going down the river. and uh this is the latest thing I'm working on
But i haven't got it done yet

I can tell my heart got colder, as I got older
Gave that bitch a cold shoulder My heart got bolder
Stone in my heart, the size of a boulder
Myself comes out every time that I hold her

I got three bitches on my phone right now, right
I got three holes in my heart right now, right
I got three bitches on my phone right now, right
I got three holes in my heart right now, yeah

Now that I know I don't need you, I just needed to know that I can't please you
That's just what you told me, ain't it? What you told me, ain't it
Okay, maybe you ain't tell me, but I can tell it
So don't come around me on some other shit
Now that I got lit, nothing I hate more than a fucking trifling bitch
Baby, just wait until I get rich

I can tell my heart got colder, as I got older
Gave that bitch a cold shoulder My heart got bolder
Stone in my heart, the size of a boulder
Myself comes out every time that I hold her

I got three minutes till this bitch gon' piss me off, like
I got three bars in my bag to calm me down, like
I got three years till my music hit the club, like
I got three ears to hear a stupid bitches heart, like

This shit fucked up, damn, my lucks up
Bitch, I poured my heart in a red solo cup
Need to look up, before she weighs me down
Know it's fucked up, but she cant come around
Fell in love with a thot, that's something I can wrap my head around
How many times has this stupid bitch let me down

I can tell my heart got colder, as I got older
Gave that bitch a cold shoulder My heart got bolder
Stone in my heart, the size of a boulder
Myself comes out every time that I hold her

I got three bitches on my phone right now, right
I got three holes in my heart right now, right
I got three bitches on my phone right now, right
I got three holes in my heart right now, yeah

This isn't the first line but I got billions of lines I just haven't put together
Can you hear the melody of the wind blowing through the willow trees
Trying to change everything around you and me
It doesn't matter what they say It doesn't matter what they do
They're just preying on us while we pray to you

Yeah, I like that
Yeah, yeah, I like it too