killer tracks

so cold

Score: 1
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Played: 4

Genres:

Gothic
Gothic metal
Gothic rock
Dark
Italian metal

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Featured by:

pretimonio

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Lyrics:

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I don't fight fair in fist fights I prefer to drink alone My heart is stuck in Memphis But Dallas is my home I have run-ins with the law I have scars I can't explain I've been from here to Houston Southbound on the interstate I don't fight fair in fist fights When I'm fighting over you So tell me what to do I entertain this notion of fighting to the death In a bar behind the train tracks So cold I can see my breath But I'm only shadowboxing myself inside my head Trading blows behind my eyelids 'Till I ain't got nothing left And I don't fight fair in fist fights When I'm fighting over you So tell me what to do