Gone Cold from 666 by Hellbound Howlers

I've been mitigating, the thoughts pulse outta my head, I don't see no good reason to sit here lying dead
I want to cause you a low blow, I don't think you'd even notice, I've been tryin' find a way to reach you but you never even wanna see me succeeding

I've been tellin' a good one, I don't think you comprehend
You see I wrote that shit myself and I can't even remember how it went
You wanna haunt me but ghost know that there ain't no use in playing pretend
Tryin' find a better reason, but there doesn't seem to be a season

All of my love's gone cold
I just don't belong and I'm better off down that road
You see these sand silhouettes won't hold
Or will they do for you? What would you do in my shoes?

I've been instigating the thoughts popped into your head, I hope you come to fruition, everything that you need you get
You wanna fight me, we both know that there ain't no use in severing heads
Tryin' find a way to reach you but you never even wanna see me succeeding

I've been fighting the good fight, I wonder what's to come, you see I've done all that in blight and I can't even tell the day from night
I'm haunted but ghost know that there ain't no use in lettin' it slide
Finally found a better reason, but there doesn't seem to be a season

All of my love's gone cold
I just don't belong and I'm better off down that road
You see these sand silhouettes won't hold
Or will they do for you? What would you do in my shoes?

• Folk
• americana folk
• United States