"Cold Sweat" lyrics

"Cold Sweat"

I got a sweet tooth for the poisonous pills
Glass half-full, nah, let the poison spill
You don't wanna know what I know or see what I've seen
What's a god without a little O.D.?
Just a G, just a G
Just a G, just a G
Just a G, just a—
Just a G

I gotta seek the truth, I'ma need a helping hand
And if it pulls me down, I guess that's a fitting end
You don't know what I know, you ain't seen what I've seen
What's a god without a little O.D.?
Just a G, just a G
Just a G, just a G
Just a G, just a—
Just a G

Dip your toes in the deep end
The sharks are circling now
They smell the blood, they taste the cold sweat
You may never make it out

I got a sweet tooth for the poisonous pills
Glass half-full, nah, let the poison spill
You don't wanna know what I know or see what I've seen
What's a god without a little O.D.?
Just a G

Dip your toes in the deep end
The sharks are circling now
They smell the blood, they taste the cold sweat
You may never make it out

Dip your toes in the deep end
The sharks are circling now
They smell the blood, they taste the cold sweat
You will never make it out

Give me what I need, don't let me down
Cold sweat, let it trickle down
And take me to great heights before I come down
Cold sweat, let it drip or drown and

Give me what I need, don't let me down
Cold sweat, let it trickle down
And take me to great heights before I come down
Cold sweat, let it drip or drown and

Give me what I need, don't let me down
Cold sweat, let it trickle down
And take me to great heights before I come down
Cold sweat, let it drip or drown me


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