Cold Crush Songtext
von Madchild

Kids ain′t ready for the style I got
My life's a fucking horror movie with a violent plot

And I can feel my thoughts cracking and bending
No turning back and there′s no happy ending

I climb the walls with anxiety
Walking zombie, I'm not going quietly
Ayy, I'm the Northwest best
In the gray and black North Face Gore-Tex vest
Who wanna slide down my vortex next?
Smoke tobacco, shining with stars to a black hole
That′s what I get for being such an asshole
Wanna put a rope around my neck like a lasso

Rain′s coming, clouds roaring overhead
Words pouring from my head, be a warrior 'til I′m dead
But I don't wanna meet Joe Black, I′m not ready yet
Long black box with roses and poinsettias

Yo, yeah
Hit the stage with radicalized battle cries
Unintentional role model with bad advice


Between a rock and a hard place
My favorite movies were Goodfellas and Scarface
And Godfather, guess I took that shit too literal
Wasted twenty years of my life rolling with criminals

Snort coke, get a dirty and perverted mind
It's not a good look doing coke at thirty-nine
Put that lame shit to bed, change your chapter
′Cause when my head's clear, you still feel my rapture
Plus there's so much out still to capture
I′m recharged, ready to go be an adapter
Through the storm to the path of illumination
Even if you feel like you′re half of a wrong creation
My whole life been babbling gloomy statements
But now feel like my brain's unraveling doom and hatred

Yeah, ayy

Yo

Blow my brains out and drop to the pavement
What if there′s more? Then I'm locked up with Satan
Burning for eternity does not sound appealing
So now I′m kneeling, looking up past the ceiling
Ask God's forgiveness and please start the healing
′Cause if you mean it, I swear you can feel it


Tears drop, leaving stains on this paper
I'm writing on you can't give up, you just keep fighting on
Mad the destroyer or Madchild the healer?
Don′t be afraid, let your love out, reveal it
Feeling chained to my list of regrets
So many barely move, breaking into a sweat
And everything′s dark and gray, I see no color
Break free from my past, need bolt cutters
Unless it's family or blood, don′t trust others
I'm getting older but still cold crush, brother