Cold Feet by TRZSX Lyrics
[Intro]
I'll find a way, to make my mark
No dry erase
I may, I may, I may, ah
(Overcomplicate)
[Chorus]
I may, I may, I may, ah
Ah, ah, ah, ah
I'll find a way, to make my mark
No dry erase
I may, I may, I may overcomplicate
But always, find another way through cold feet
Find another way to show me, what is separated from the old me
As-Salaam-Alaikum 'til my soul leaves
I'mma find another way through cold feet
[Verse 1]
Couple of days, something been on my brain
Watching my bro while he roll up a jay, and I’m wondering
“Should I go back to those days
With a blunt in my mouth, and the smoke on my face?”
As I wake and I bake, I remember the taste
I had to pause
Walk everywhere with the gas in my pockеts
No cash in my wallet, weed being the causе
If I had a cent for the cilia lost, I’d be rich
I’m training my thoughts to relive
The memories, to a better me
No dependency on codependency
Although don’t get me wrong
I miss those days I was a problem kid
My only problem at the time was
“Will I hit the bong or spliff?”
Shit
[Chorus]
I may, I may, I may, ah
Ah, ah, ah, ah
I'll find a way, to make my mark
No dry erase
I may, I may, I may overcomplicate
But always, find another way through cold feet
Find another way to show me, what is separated from the old me
As-Salaam-Alaikum 'til my soul leaves
I'mma find another way through cold feet
[Bridge]
Uh
I'mma find another way through cold feet, uh
I'mma find another way through...
[Verse 2]
I lit up
I figured, it would lift all this bitterness
Within us, as sinners
It did, but then it didn’t
When I get up, I pick up
My bic and then I flick it
'til one day, I said I’m finished
Can’t fall into codependency
[Outro]
Find another way through cold feet
I'll find a way, to make my mark
No dry erase
I may, I may, I may, ah
(Overcomplicate)
[Chorus]
I may, I may, I may, ah
Ah, ah, ah, ah
I'll find a way, to make my mark
No dry erase
I may, I may, I may overcomplicate
But always, find another way through cold feet
Find another way to show me, what is separated from the old me
As-Salaam-Alaikum 'til my soul leaves
I'mma find another way through cold feet
[Verse 1]
Couple of days, something been on my brain
Watching my bro while he roll up a jay, and I’m wondering
“Should I go back to those days
With a blunt in my mouth, and the smoke on my face?”
As I wake and I bake, I remember the taste
I had to pause
Walk everywhere with the gas in my pockеts
No cash in my wallet, weed being the causе
If I had a cent for the cilia lost, I’d be rich
I’m training my thoughts to relive
The memories, to a better me
No dependency on codependency
Although don’t get me wrong
I miss those days I was a problem kid
My only problem at the time was
“Will I hit the bong or spliff?”
Shit
[Chorus]
I may, I may, I may, ah
Ah, ah, ah, ah
I'll find a way, to make my mark
No dry erase
I may, I may, I may overcomplicate
But always, find another way through cold feet
Find another way to show me, what is separated from the old me
As-Salaam-Alaikum 'til my soul leaves
I'mma find another way through cold feet
[Bridge]
Uh
I'mma find another way through cold feet, uh
I'mma find another way through...
[Verse 2]
I lit up
I figured, it would lift all this bitterness
Within us, as sinners
It did, but then it didn’t
When I get up, I pick up
My bic and then I flick it
'til one day, I said I’m finished
Can’t fall into codependency
[Outro]
Find another way through cold feet