Kix - Cold Chills Lyrics
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Cold Chills
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What Are The Lyrics For Cold Chills By Kix?
Oo well it's way past sundown
Hear the clock strike twelve Feel the darkness fallin' Oo, it's hot as hell What's that shadow, who's that sound? You're right in the wrong part of town, ya got Cold chills runnin' down your spine Cold chills - you think you've lost your mind Is this just a walkin' nightmare Will you wake up from this dream? Cold chills - cold chills You tried but you can't scream Everone was leavin', but you stayed on your own Thought they'd come and get ya Now it's a long way home You thought you heard 'em call your name But there's no one there to blame You hear footsteps in the silence Your heart's poundin' - you're tremblin', shakin', no no no no Is this just a walkin' nightmare Will you wake up from this dream If you break down you'll be sorry As the vultures pick you clean Cold chills runnin down your spine Cold chills - you think you've lost your mind Is this just a walkin' nightmare Will you wake up from your dream Cold chills, cold chills, cold chills You got the Cold chills, cold chills, cold chills You gotta get away Cold chills, cold chills, cold chills They're walkin you home, you got the Cold chills, cold chills, cold chills You're left all alone Cold chills, cold chills, cold chills |
Who Wrote Cold Chills By Kix?
Donald Kevin Purnell, Bob Halligan
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What's The Duration Of The Cold Chills By Kix?The duration of Cold Chills is 5:22 minutes and seconds. |
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