Cold

[Chorus: Louis Culture] I feel cold Of sunshine I feel cold Of sunshine [Verse 1: Louis Culture] It's all going south I'm feeling south east going south To be or not to be south (Of sunshine) That's how I feel if I open my mouth (Quit) Maybe I just bitch too much, how? Maybe a song of a dialogue, just expressing how I feel theres no right or wrong To emotion, even if it's hatred It's all going south like a basement It's all going south like the thirty-seven on a daily basis It's all going south like Amersham Arms But we did a couple live show there so its calm Might be vexed sometimes but I ain't mean no harm Broken wall from the hand that's attatched to my arm Broken heart from the girl that's attatched to me If she ever saw the text messages I delete So it's all going south, you say it's not that deep But it's deep, I don't want a taste of my own medicine Before we get even let's get Evian and be clear At times I was weak minded, tried to hold it down, saw a ladder decided to keep climbing away From what life is, drowned in some vices and next someone I was tryna' put my pipe in But she weren't you, nah [Chorus: Louis Culture] I feel cold Of sunshine I feel cold Of sunshine I feel cold Of sunshine I feel cold Of sunshine [Verse 2: Finn Foxell] Hold the breath, I'm minus temperature Me and bro planning out the expenditure Don't change the chills and I remember ya Skeptical of what I meant to ya Tryna find my heart till I remember that I lent it ya Ground level freezing, gave it mortal and I can't do this more Sense of reality that I'm losing more, like shot myself for a fight, [?] Concentrating on myself like I should do this more (Hm) Concentrating on myself like I should do this more This whole time stressing, tryna change my ways When the next man probably gonna take my place I done good, done bad, just hope that up in heaven they can save my place [Chorus: Louis Culture] I feel cold Of sunshine I feel cold Of sunshine I feel cold Of sunshine I feel cold Of sunshine