Cold World

Lyrics

[Verse 1] (yeah yeah yo) He's  sick of these nightmares that he's facing when he's chasing dreams Talking  'bout the sunny days but it ain't the way it seems He hates the way he's been lost from all the drugs he's smoked Hoping things will turn around but not without another toke He's  gone and pushed away, the people he loves the most Cause  everyone can see that he's surrounded by these ugly ghosts Now he's just alone' hope is all he really have Till  that hope is turned to thinking 'bout the drugs his dealer has But he's got no cash' contemplates to hold em up Fingers turning brown from all these cigarettes he's rolling up Stressed out wondering if he has control or not While  every drug is taking every single bit of soul he's got He can't stomach food' even if he seems hungry Can't remember the last time he tried to eat something Staying awake days on end as if sleeps nothing Grabbing on his chest every time his heartbeat rushes [Chorus] It's not, just these demons all this world upon our shoulders It's these demons that just make the world look colder Everything we touch, turn to dust like the bridges burn to smolders So we're stuck inside a hell that's getting colder (getting colder) It's not' just these demons all this world upon our shoulders It's these demons that just make the world look colder Everything we touch, turn to dust like the bridges burn to smolders So we're stuck inside a hell that's getting colder (getting colder) [Verse 2] Another, day comes he sick of starting at the same face And looking at reflections of his past mistakes made He can't wrap his head around the one that changed fate To lose a girl he met and fell in love with since eighth grade He thought he protected her' yo but he was wrong He never had the sense of fun he'd always keep her from She started getting dragged down to where he belong The drugs and anger was just past the point where she could stop She kept her distance hoped he get his head intact He calls her every single day, with no message back He can't get the fact of why she hasn't sent a text He doesn't know she's at these parties tryna find some better sex Cause she was unloved, so cheating was a second guess Walking 'round these parties looking for who's best in dress He gets an SMS, but it's not from her His stomach turns tryna breathe as he's lost for words [Chorus] Its not, just these demons all this world up on our shoulders Its these demons that just make the world look colder Everything we touch turn to dust like the bridges burn to smolders So we're stuck inside a hell that's getting colder (getting colder) Its not, just these demons all this world up on our shoulders Its these demons that just make the world look colder Everything we touch turn to dust like the bridges burn to smolders So we're stuck inside a hell that's getting colder (getting colder) [Verse 3] All these, paranoid thoughts always messing with his head Now he's flipped the switch because his mates are getting with his ex He had suspicions now he's seen it with his own eyes Photos of em getting with his homie's since like 09' He quickly reminisced the days when it was just them Crushed him to see her love his homie like she loved him He got up quick he was in his room and raged with hate Hitting every wall he can while searching for a razor blade He's saying to himself he needs to take this pain away Thinks it's too late to change now everything just ain't the same But he changes pace, tries to think a bit There's gotta be a better option than just slitting wrist He drops the razor blade and rushes to the kitchen sink Starts to grab the biggest knife that he can find to fit his grip And he's too fucked up to think in all the midst of this He puts it to his neck saying he's never really fit to live [Chorus] It's not, just these demons all this world upon our shoulders It's these demons that just make the world look colder Everything we touch, turn to dust like the bridges burn to smolders So we're stuck inside a hell that's getting colder (getting colder) It's not, just these demons all this world upon our shoulders It's these demons that just make the world look colder Everything we touch, turn to dust like the bridges burn to smolders So we're stuck inside a hell that's getting colder (getting colder)