Cold heart
Lost in a city where nobody knows my name
And all my cohorts
Are staggered out amongst the brickwork red and grey
Let's start a fire burning we're taking it over
And noone told us where we all went wrong
It's not believable and look over your sholder
What if we just gave up
And left to chance our fate
Would it somehow be enough
What little more that I can take

We just gotta wait for it
The kicks keep coming
The kids keep hanging on

So hold me close and try to lift my head from where it lies
I'm lonely and I've lost my self again
Make me come to life
Lift me up and ease my mind
Let's start a fire burning we're taking it over
And noone told us where we all went wrong
It's not believable and look over your sholder
What if we just gave up
And left to chance our fate
Would it somehow be enough
What little more that I can take

We just gotta wait for it
The kicks keep coming
The kids keep hanging on

Comfort me, my body aches and bends so clearly
I'm not what I was
For once I pray my own mistakes will lie in tatters
I'm not what I was

We just gotta wait for it
The kicks keep coming
The kids keep hanging on
We just gotta wait for it
The kicks keep coming
The kids keep hanging on

Copyright: O/B/O DistroKid
Writer(s): Mark McAllister