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