Pretty Cold
Bodies frozen
Lips liked locked in
I can' t see it in the night what
Bodies swimming
Can't feel nothing
I can see death and it's watching us
Pretty cold
Crashing on you
Stolen rose
And it burns like yeah, yeah
Yeah, someones broken heart
Yeah, someones broken heart
Lips like foot lock
Nothing's clear in the light of what
Bodies so lost in the ocean
I can see death and it's watching us
Pretty cold
Crashing on you
Stolen rose
And it burns like yeah, yeah
Yeah, someones broken heart
Yeah, someones broken heart
Writer/s: Benjamin Reinhartz, Elizabeth Bell, James Anthony William Rowlinson, Kathleen Monks
