Ebba Forsberg Cold Like Hell
Watch you fall
Watch you fall
Saw you soaring
Saw you sore
Right down to the last step
Right down to the last step
Down.
So you swallow
Your pride
Hurt real bad
You try to hide
Away from it all
You turn to fall
Straight down
And it’s cold like hell
But I’m still here
And it’s cold like hell
But I’m still here
So you fall
So you fall
Loose your grip
Of it all
Straight down to the last step
Right down to that last step
Down
And it’s cold like hell
But I’m still here
And it’s cold like hell
But I’m still here
And it’s cold like hell
But I’m still here
And it’s cold like hell
But I’m still here
