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Cold Years - Choke Lyrics



Cold Years - Choke Lyrics
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Do you really feel alive
Do you think that they can sell this to you
You've been strung out on a line
Without a conscience or a (one, two, three, four)

9 to 5 just feels wasted on you
You drink a barrel and you burn through all your friends
There's a reason there's a place here for you
What does it matter if the world's a f*cking

Wreck it all and take it all
What is on your mind
On and on the press rolls on
Choking on the lie

Where you gonna go
When everything you love is burning to the ground
What it'll it take for you to realise
Where you gonna go
When you're broken, tired and you can't stand your ground
A peace of mind
Is something I can't find

It's a mess, so why repent
You've got a problem and it's nothing to you
You wanna go, so f*ck the rent
You wanna feel the danger running through you

On and on the press rolls on
Choking on the lie
On and on and on and on

Where you gonna go
When everything you love is burning to the ground
What it'll it take for you to realise
Where you gonna go
When you're broken, tired and you can't stand your ground
A peace of mind
Is something I can't find

Where you gonna go when there's nothing left but the comfort found in sound
You pull me down, spin me around I won't wear your crown

Where you gonna go when you've become something that you despise
You took it all, and now you're nothing but desensitised

Where you gonna go
When everything you love is burning to the ground
What it'll it take for you to realise
Where you gonna go
When you're broken, tired and you can't stand your ground
A peace of mind
Is something I can't find

No, you won't take this from me
I hate you
No, you won't take this from me
I hate you
No, you won't take this from me (I hate you)
No, you won't take this from me
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English

Do you really feel alive
Do you think that they can sell this to you
You've been strung out on a line
Without a conscience or a (one, two, three, four)

9 to 5 just feels wasted on you
You drink a barrel and you burn through all your friends
There's a reason there's a place here for you
What does it matter if the world's a f*cking

Wreck it all and take it all
What is on your mind
On and on the press rolls on
Choking on the lie

Where you gonna go
When everything you love is burning to the ground
What it'll it take for you to realise
Where you gonna go
When you're broken, tired and you can't stand your ground
A peace of mind
Is something I can't find

It's a mess, so why repent
You've got a problem and it's nothing to you
You wanna go, so f*ck the rent
You wanna feel the danger running through you

On and on the press rolls on
Choking on the lie
On and on and on and on

Where you gonna go
When everything you love is burning to the ground
What it'll it take for you to realise
Where you gonna go
When you're broken, tired and you can't stand your ground
A peace of mind
Is something I can't find

Where you gonna go when there's nothing left but the comfort found in sound
You pull me down, spin me around I won't wear your crown

Where you gonna go when you've become something that you despise
You took it all, and now you're nothing but desensitised

Where you gonna go
When everything you love is burning to the ground
What it'll it take for you to realise
Where you gonna go
When you're broken, tired and you can't stand your ground
A peace of mind
Is something I can't find

No, you won't take this from me
I hate you
No, you won't take this from me
I hate you
No, you won't take this from me (I hate you)
No, you won't take this from me
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Writer: Ross Gordon, Finley Urquhart, Louis Craighead, Jimmy Taylor
Copyright: Lyrics © Sentric Music

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Performed By: Cold Years
Language: English
Length: 3:42
Written by: Ross Gordon, Finley Urquhart, Louis Craighead, Jimmy Taylor
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