Video High Above The Streets In The Company Of Cowards de Cold By Winter 2024 Lyrics Lyrics

Cold By Winter - High Above The Streets In The Company Of Cowards Lyrics

Take, look, touch as you please,
My history is dead, youll follow me into my disease

My friends are socialists and dancers,
I have decorated my body,
With tattoos connecting me to,
Endemic peoples
What you live through they claim to their own land at price,
But it means nothing.
Nothing

Take, look, touch as you please,
my history is dead, youll follow me into my disease.


Am I lost? No,
Find a place in this diatribe,
But I have read too many books by French authors,
Who proclaim,
Your formative years teaches you, produces you
product of langue,
But it means nothing.

Take, look, touch as you please,
my history is dead, youll follow me into my disease.

This track is a unit within a system of signs,
this music and life style,

Take, look, touch as you please,
my history is dead, youll follow me into my disease.

My historys dead (x3)
Her storys dead (x3)
Your hardcore is dead (x3)
Historys dead