Coleman Hell - Cold Feet Lyrics
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Cold Feet
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What Are The Lyrics For Cold Feet By Coleman Hell?
You gave me the light, but I couldn't go
The tears that I cried that I wouldn't show I still love you, I still love you But everybody gets cold feet, cold feet And I need you to call me, and I need you for my relief And I need you to call me, and I need you Start running, hit the ground running with my Start running, hit the ground running with my Start running, hit the ground running with my With my cold feet, with my cold feet Start running, hit the ground running with my Start running, hit the ground running with my Start running, hit the ground running with my With my cold feet, with my cold feet Don't be nervous, don't be nervous I'm just anxious on the surface I still love you, I still love you But everybody gets cold feet, cold feet And I need you to call me, and I need you for my relief And I need you to call me, and I need you Start running, hit the ground running with my Start running, hit the ground running with my Start running, hit the ground running with my With my cold feet, with my cold feet Start running, hit the ground running with my Start running, hit the ground running with my Start running, hit the ground running with my With my cold feet, with my cold feet Everybody gets cold feet, cold feet |
Who Wrote Cold Feet By Coleman Hell?
Coleman Hell, Rob Benvegnu
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What's The Duration Of The Cold Feet By Coleman Hell?The duration of Cold Feet is 2:38 minutes and seconds. |
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