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Cold
[unknown] Lyrics
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Keeping all the feelings that you think but can't express inside
In the norm
In the world
Cos you just try to act mean
Baby come on lean lean now
Come on baby won't you lean lean now and then
Don't be stuck
Don't be stuck
Maybe we can just think it over?
Cold calling kicking curbs
I'm just built like a soldier
What does freedom mean to you?
(I've been cold calling all over you
I've been cold calling all over you)
I grew up in the military
A war zone, a nappy head
A million cemeteries
So suicidal imma smile when I get buried
But the money have you thinking what the hell is happy?
Lick the gasoline off from my own lungs
Functioning alcoholic with a Molotov
A workaholic I won't sleep until my brain dies
I'm comatose enough to dream you think I look alive
You sleep, agent
Catch a body
This my life and not a hobby
Skid mark on the creases of your ghost
Could fucking rob me
Death note
Take an L
And murder people with a pen
You like to claim you know me
You don't know just where I've been
And Channel 5 is on late
Now you a zombie and click bait
You've tucked in white aggressions
Call your manager
Irate
And you claim you piss greatness
Just to plan your own escape
And I'm just fumbling with my own faith
You've been lied to
And you've been living
Having to subside the truth
Now that's a given
Change perspective
Of what it means to just be winning
Bombs
Bombs
Bombs is falling
You keep keep cold calling over me
And I keep cold calling over you
With your busted attitude, acetone, on the dial
I've been changing my reality for comfort of denial
Haven't checked in with myself for a while
Haven't checked in with myself for a while
Haven't checked in with myself for a while
Haven't checked in with myself for a while
(I've been cold calling all over you babe
I've been cold calling all over you babe
I've been cold calling all over you babe)
People leaving
People taking
All of what you see as truth
Crowds fall into the wind but
I just can't believe it's you
Baby
The first verse of [unknown]'s song "Cold" is about someone who keeps their true feelings hidden and acts mean instead. They are being urged to lean on the singer instead of being stuck. The singer suggests that instead of being stuck, the two of them should think things over. The chorus repeats the line "I've been cold calling all over you," which may refer to repeatedly trying to reach out to someone who is not responsive.
The second verse is more personal and refers to the singer's difficult upbringing in a military environment. They describe themselves as suicidal but still able to smile even in death. The singer addresses an unidentified "you" who likes to claim they know them but cannot understand their experiences. They also criticize this person for harboring "white aggressions" and suggest they need to check their own privilege.
Line by Line Meaning
Baby I know that you lie
I understand that you're not being honest with me
Keeping all the feelings that you think but can't express inside
You're concealing your emotions and thoughts, unable to articulate them
In the norm
You're following what society considers acceptable behavior
In the world
Your conduct is typical of what's seen in society
Cos you just try to act mean
You're attempting to project an image of toughness
Baby come on lean lean now
Please open up to me
Come on baby won't you lean lean now and then
Occasionally reveal your true feelings to me
Don't be stuck
Don't be trapped by your guardedness
Maybe we can just think it over?
Can we discuss this further and understand each other better?
Cold calling kicking curbs
I keep trying to reach out to you but you're unresponsive
I'm just built like a soldier
I'm resilient, like a soldier
What does freedom mean to you?
What is your interpretation of freedom?
I've been cold calling all over you
I keep trying to connect with you but it's not working
I grew up in the military
I was raised in a military environment
A war zone, a nappy head
I experienced war and have natural hair
A million cemeteries
I've seen a lot of death and loss
So suicidal imma smile when I get buried
I have struggled with mental health and will appear happy even in death
But the money have you thinking what the hell is happy?
But the wealth that comes with success makes you question the definition of happiness
Lick the gasoline off from my own lungs
I engulf myself in self-destructive habits
Functioning alcoholic with a Molotov
I'm a functioning alcoholic and my behavior is explosive
A workaholic I won't sleep until my brain dies
I have an unhealthy obsession with work and refuse to rest
I'm comatose enough to dream you think I look alive
I'm so emotionally drained that I can only pretend to have energy
You sleep, agent
You're not truly awake and aware of reality
Catch a body
Kill someone
This my life and not a hobby
This is my real life, not just a pastime
Skid mark on the creases of your ghost
Your presence is faint and your impact is minimal
Could fucking rob me
You would have no significant impact on my life
Death note
A notebook in which you can write someone's name and cause their death
Take an L
Take a loss
And murder people with a pen
Using your words, you can hurt people
You like to claim you know me
You assert that you understand me
You don't know just where I've been
You don't truly comprehend my experiences
And Channel 5 is on late
The news on TV is on late at night
Now you a zombie and click bait
You're mindlessly consuming online content and being used for clicks
You've tucked in white aggressions
You've concealed your prejudices and aggression
Call your manager irate
Reach out to your manager in a state of anger
And you claim you piss greatness
You believe that you exude excellence
Just to plan your own escape
But you're just trying to create an exit strategy for yourself
And I'm just fumbling with my own faith
I'm struggling to find my own beliefs or sense of purpose
You've been lied to
You've been told falsehoods
And you've been living
You've been existing
Having to subside the truth
Having to suppress the reality
Now that's a given
That's expected
Change perspective
Look at things differently
Of what it means to just be winning
Regarding what it means to succeed
Bombs
Explosives
Bombs
Explosives
Bombs is falling
An attack is happening
You keep keep cold calling over me
You keep trying to contact me but it's not effective
And I keep cold calling over you
I keep trying to reach you but it's not working
With your busted attitude, acetone, on the dial
Your behavior is unpleasant and harsh, and you're constantly calling me
I've been changing my reality for comfort of denial
I've been creating a false narrative for myself to avoid confronting the truth
Haven't checked in with myself for a while
I haven't taken the time to truly evaluate my mental state lately
People leaving
Individuals departing
People taking
People seizing opportunities
All of what you see as truth
Everything you perceive as accurate
Crowds fall into the wind but
People follow the path of least resistance
I just can't believe it's you
It's hard for me to accept that you're behaving this way
Baby
A term of endearment
I've been cold calling all over you babe
I've been attempting to connect with you but it's not successful
Lyrics © DistroKid
Written by: Lucid Soundz, Taylor Seaberg
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
@land4everlee739
As a black kid from the hood. I received this song on a psp demo disc 15 years ago and this turned me out to rock, metal,and alternative from that day forward.i grew up in the Milwaukee,WI professional symphony orchestra first chair bass, 12 years. Music is universal and that’s my first love and my main outlet. I play 4 instruments, and do 4 genres of music, which I write and compose. I know it doesn’t matter on skin color, I’m just saying, this song is the reason I fell in love with music out of the stereotype
@renohiker
Rock on brother!
@wpbdog1625
Dope! It was Smashing Pumpkins for me
@alanmontoya7162
Love brother
@davidjimenez7556
Excellent
@yungxoxo
fuck yes bro. i’m mainly into rap. but this music just hits my soul
@elizabethvanderhoef1463
I remember being homeless on drugs in my car and all alone just breaking down to this song crying my eyes out because I hated who I was . Today I’m 7 years clean and boy does this song still hit me in my soul
@miguelanderson9604
👏
@brandanquigley8770
Happy for you
@anxiousart6909
Proud of you. This song has been helping me get through my recent suicide that was successful due to an overdose (doctors saved me) so this song goes out to my second chance at life