Cold Son Lyrics
| Song | Cold Son |
| Artist | Stephen Malkmus |
| Album | Real Emotional Trash |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Malkmus | |
| At the centre | |
| Where they go on weekdays | |
| It takes hours | |
| Just to slake that thirst | |
| Heavy heels | |
| And a daunting post rate | |
| Bad idea for your | |
| Blistered toes | |
| To my wheel well you’re getting close | |
| So say adios | |
| The conjecturers reject the rose | |
| Don’t stay high | |
| HighHighOn abuse | |
| Sometimes it feels | |
| Like the world’s stuffed with feathers | |
| Table-bottom gum | |
| Just holding it together | |
| A cold son | |
| I amCold son | |
| I amYou can chase it | |
| But it won’t come easy | |
| It’s a reverie | |
| So silver-quick | |
| It gets solid | |
| When you’re old | |
| And hazyTakes no leverage to make me click | |
| To my wheel well you’re getting close | |
| The tension grows | |
| Defy conjecture and accept the rose | |
| Don’t stay high | |
| HighHighOn abuse | |
| Who was it that said‘ | |
| The world is my oyster’? | |
| I feel like a nympho | |
| Stuck in a cloister | |
| Cold sonI am | |
| Cold sonI am | |
| Face plant | |
| You stumble ahead | |
| Victim of your rival pretensions | |
| Know meFace plant | |
| You stumble ahead | |
| Rival to the bitter pretensions | |
| Know meCold son | |
| I amCold son | |
| I am |
| zuo qu : Malkmus | |
| At the centre | |
| Where they go on weekdays | |
| It takes hours | |
| Just to slake that thirst | |
| Heavy heels | |
| And a daunting post rate | |
| Bad idea for your | |
| Blistered toes | |
| To my wheel well you' re getting close | |
| So say adios | |
| The conjecturers reject the rose | |
| Don' t stay high | |
| HighHighOn abuse | |
| Sometimes it feels | |
| Like the world' s stuffed with feathers | |
| Tablebottom gum | |
| Just holding it together | |
| A cold son | |
| I amCold son | |
| I amYou can chase it | |
| But it won' t come easy | |
| It' s a reverie | |
| So silverquick | |
| It gets solid | |
| When you' re old | |
| And hazyTakes no leverage to make me click | |
| To my wheel well you' re getting close | |
| The tension grows | |
| Defy conjecture and accept the rose | |
| Don' t stay high | |
| HighHighOn abuse | |
| Who was it that said' | |
| The world is my oyster'? | |
| I feel like a nympho | |
| Stuck in a cloister | |
| Cold sonI am | |
| Cold sonI am | |
| Face plant | |
| You stumble ahead | |
| Victim of your rival pretensions | |
| Know meFace plant | |
| You stumble ahead | |
| Rival to the bitter pretensions | |
| Know meCold son | |
| I amCold son | |
| I am |
| zuò qǔ : Malkmus | |
| At the centre | |
| Where they go on weekdays | |
| It takes hours | |
| Just to slake that thirst | |
| Heavy heels | |
| And a daunting post rate | |
| Bad idea for your | |
| Blistered toes | |
| To my wheel well you' re getting close | |
| So say adios | |
| The conjecturers reject the rose | |
| Don' t stay high | |
| HighHighOn abuse | |
| Sometimes it feels | |
| Like the world' s stuffed with feathers | |
| Tablebottom gum | |
| Just holding it together | |
| A cold son | |
| I amCold son | |
| I amYou can chase it | |
| But it won' t come easy | |
| It' s a reverie | |
| So silverquick | |
| It gets solid | |
| When you' re old | |
| And hazyTakes no leverage to make me click | |
| To my wheel well you' re getting close | |
| The tension grows | |
| Defy conjecture and accept the rose | |
| Don' t stay high | |
| HighHighOn abuse | |
| Who was it that said' | |
| The world is my oyster'? | |
| I feel like a nympho | |
| Stuck in a cloister | |
| Cold sonI am | |
| Cold sonI am | |
| Face plant | |
| You stumble ahead | |
| Victim of your rival pretensions | |
| Know meFace plant | |
| You stumble ahead | |
| Rival to the bitter pretensions | |
| Know meCold son | |
| I amCold son | |
| I am |
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