Something Hot In A Cold Country - текст песни
Something Hot In A Cold Country
You should have been a rambler
A counterfeit gambler
Would you steal the sunflowers for me
I see you’ve been fighting
With molotov writing
They tried to drag you underI see.
Did they try to tell you you’re strange
Did they try to push you away
Hold on.
Feed the firefan the flame
Tiii the world remembers your name
Till you found of the sight what you see.
Feed the firefan the flame
Till the world remembers your name
Something hot in a cold country.
Hold on to your spirits
You’re a painnot a poet
You’re special and they know it
They can see
They throw a net that pins you to the ground
Don’t let their blindness bring you down
Be stubborn and enioy it like me.
Did they try to tell you you’re strange
Did they try to push you away
Hold on.
Feed the firefan the flame
Tiii the world remembers your name
Till you found the fire that you see.
Feed the firefan the flame
Till the world remembers your name
Something hot in a cold country.
I won’t see you falling
Hold on hold on.
Feed the firefan the flame
Till the world remembers your name
Till you find out the sight that you see.
Feed the firefan the flame
Till the world remembers your name
Something hot in a cold country.
I won’t see you falling
Hold on.
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