Calm on the outside, chaos with in
Trying to make the mess count
So don't come at me on some weak shit
Wither like roses
Play me like a violin
You're a glass of red wine
I'm the sunday moring after
You got, cold feet and even colder hands
I don't wanna dance with you
Like we used to do
Cause we, both know i wouldn't stand a chance
I don't wanna dance with you
Like we used to
The ground has been shifting, under my feet
But im a steady as a tree
Let me harvest my leaves and make me some tea
The kettle is boiling, it's been this way for a while
It's whistling softly
<<You can't fool anyone with that smile>>
You got, cold feet and even colder hands
I don't wanna dance with you
Like we used to do
Cause we, both know i wouldn't stand a chance
I don't wanna dance with you
Like we used to
Sondrega - Cold Feet/Colder Hands Lyrics
Sondrega - Cold Feet/Colder Hands Lyrics
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Calm on the outside, chaos with in
Trying to make the mess count
So don't come at me on some weak shit
Wither like roses
Play me like a violin
You're a glass of red wine
I'm the sunday moring after
You got, cold feet and even colder hands
I don't wanna dance with you
Like we used to do
Cause we, both know i wouldn't stand a chance
I don't wanna dance with you
Like we used to
The ground has been shifting, under my feet
But im a steady as a tree
Let me harvest my leaves and make me some tea
The kettle is boiling, it's been this way for a while
It's whistling softly
<<You can't fool anyone with that smile>>
You got, cold feet and even colder hands
I don't wanna dance with you
Like we used to do
Cause we, both know i wouldn't stand a chance
I don't wanna dance with you
Like we used to
Trying to make the mess count
So don't come at me on some weak shit
Wither like roses
Play me like a violin
You're a glass of red wine
I'm the sunday moring after
You got, cold feet and even colder hands
I don't wanna dance with you
Like we used to do
Cause we, both know i wouldn't stand a chance
I don't wanna dance with you
Like we used to
The ground has been shifting, under my feet
But im a steady as a tree
Let me harvest my leaves and make me some tea
The kettle is boiling, it's been this way for a while
It's whistling softly
<<You can't fool anyone with that smile>>
You got, cold feet and even colder hands
I don't wanna dance with you
Like we used to do
Cause we, both know i wouldn't stand a chance
I don't wanna dance with you
Like we used to
Writer: Sondre Arnesen
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