She's cold š„¶
(Verse 1) I know sheās cold, touchinā like the winter breeze, Eyes on the prize, she got me down on my knees, Waitinā at the door, she knows just what she wants, In that designer fit, but she never flaunts. Late night vibes, city lights flicker, Heart on ice, but her loveās gettinā thicker, She donāt fold, keep it real, never fake, In a world so cold, she the warmth I can take. She's cold she's touching her neck to her elbow she's cold š„¶ (Verse 2) Whispers in the dark, secrets we unfold, Every touch electric, got me feelinā bold, She knows the game, playinā chess, not checkers, In the chill of the night, we the real trendsetters. Movinā through the shadows, we donāt need no light, In this life we livinā, yeah, we takinā flight, She my ride or die, through the highs and the lows, Together we shine, like a diamond that glows. So the story ends not with a bang, but with a whisper, swallowed by the silence she left behind. Her heart, once a warm hearth, is now a hearth of ash, a place where no one belongs. All that's left is the lingering chill, a testament to the love that couldn't grow roots and eventually frosted over.
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(Verse 1) I know sheās cold, touchinā like the winter breeze, Eyes on the prize, she got me down on my knees, Waitinā at the door, she knows just what she wants, In that designer fit, but she never flaunts. Late night vibes, city lights flicker, Heart on ice, but her loveās gettinā thicker, She donāt fold, keep it real, never fake, In a world so cold, she the warmth I can take. She's cold she's touching her neck to her elbow she's cold š„¶ (Verse 2) Whispers in the dark, secrets we unfold, Every touch electric, got me feelinā bold, She knows the game, playinā chess, not checkers, In the chill of the night, we the real trendsetters. Movinā through the shadows, we donāt need no light, In this life we livinā, yeah, we takinā flight, She my ride or die, through the highs and the lows, Together we shine, like a diamond that glows. So the story ends not with a bang, but with a whisper, swallowed by the silence she left behind. Her heart, once a warm hearth, is now a hearth of ash, a place where no one belongs. All that's left is the lingering chill, a testament to the love that couldn't grow roots and eventually frosted over.
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