Hinds - I Feel Cold But I Feel More Lyrics






I feel cold but I feel more
Leaving you wasn't that easy
Hold on
I feel cold but I feel more
I'm okay even if lonely
I'm lonely but here I go

Remember the day we joked about marring
We both were acting
Go do your lines, you're running in circles
I'm sure that small room don't taste like
Flowers, flowers, flowers
I chose the one who played well with fire

Sometimes a short trip to hell
Can dry an ocean
Sometimes a short trip to hell
Can dry an ocean

I feel cold but I feel more
Remember the day we said we were happy
I feel cold but I feel more
Mental strikers
I feel cold but I feel more
Go do your lines, you're running in circles
Mental strikers

I feel cold but I feel more
Leaving you wasn't that easy
Come on
I feel cold but I feel more
I'm okay even if lonely
I'm lonely but babe I'm done

Remember the day we joked about marring
We both were acting
Go do your lines, you're running in circles
I'm sure that small room is full of
Happy, happy liars
I chose the one who fought well for troubles

Sometimes a short trip to Hell
Can dry an ocean
Sometimes a short trip to Hell
Can dry an ocean out

I feel cold but I feel more
Remember the day we said we were happy
I feel cold but I feel more
Mental strikers
I feel cold but I feel more
Go do your lines, you're running in circles
I feel cold but I feel more
I feel cold but I feel more
I feel cold but I feel more
Remember the day we said we were happy
I feel cold but I feel more
I feel cold but I feel more
I feel cold but I feel more
Remember the day we said we were happy
Mental strikers





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  1. h.... w....

    as songwriters they make very complex arrangements sound easy. well done.

  2. D.... o....

    Cannot wait to see them tonight in PHX, best vibes from these gals every time!

  3. M.... ....

    After my first listen of the album I didn’t expect to like this one as much as I do now. But the two voices dancing back and forth leading up to the climax of sound is like being gently lifted up a mile into the air and then softly carried down by an orchestra of fuzzy blankets.

    And the couple lines of screaming at the end just give me the fuckin chills every time.

    M.... ....

    some good songs just creep up on you. ..get it fully. good song.

  4. h.... w....

    beautiful. timeless already.

  5. A.... B....

    Se volaron la barda \m/