Got a lot of blood and it's cold So offended that I had to double check They keep tryna get me for my soul Thankful for the women that I know Can't go fifty-fifty with no hoe I'm workin' on dyin' Fifty thousand on my head, it's disrespect

Cold blooded, cold blooded Surrounded by your skin You feel my heartbeat Vibrate so violent Inside of your head I see it in your eyes You're no good for me And love is blind Oh, and cold blooded

Why'd you have to go And let it die In too deep And let this die Beautiful veins And bloodshot eyes (Why'd you have to go) (And let it die) Hearts gone cold

Lalalala-la-la In cold blood Crying zeros and I'm hearing 111s Pool, summer, summer, pool, pool summer Caspian's killer told me so Heard it now on the radio

Go down you Blood Red Roses Go down you pinks and posies Sailing out of Boston one hundred days at sea On the good ship Bonadventure, a'whaling men are we We set sail for the Cape Horn, where the seas are cold as ice The wind will bite right through you

I don't wanna die, So you're gonna have to. I don't wanna die No I don't wanna die So you're gonna have to Blood is getter hotter Body's getting colder I've told you once, I'm the only one who holds her

I'm in love, I'm in love Your hands up, your body's shaking That hard look, I know you're faking I know you lie, I've seen you lying With four months in front of me And now we're same old enemies It's cold blooded, come back to me Come back to me I know

When the music stops Music, reality, sometimes it's hard to tell the difference But we as entertainers have a responsibility to these kids If I were to die murdered in cold blood tomorrow Would you feel sorrow or show love Or would it matter Can never be

All this bad blood here, won't you let it dry? It's been cold for years, won't you let it lie? I don't wanna hear you talk about it anymore We were young and drinking in the park There was nowhere else to go And you said you always had my back Oh but how

Blood side out I'm down again Got a wine soaked heart There's a siren in the distance And whisky soaked lips Don't know how to get to you But I know how to get my kicks Out in the cold and damp Out on the streets just like a tramp