Cold Blooded Old Times Lyrics - Singles - Smog

Cold blooded old times 

Cold blooded old times 

Cold blooded old times 

The type of memories 

That turn your bones to glass 

Turn your bones to glass 

Mother came rushing in 

She said, we didn't see a thing 

We said, we didn't see a thing 

And father left at eight 

Nearly splintering the gate 

Cold blooded old times 

Cold blooded old times 

Cold blooded old times 

Cold blooded old times 

The type of memories 

That turn your bones to glass 

Turn your bones to glass 

And though you were 

Just a little squirrel 

You understood every word 

And in this way 

They gave you clarity 

A cold blooded clarity 

Cold blooded old times 

Cold blooded old times 

Cold blooded old times 

Though how can I stand 

And laugh with the man 

Who redefined your body? 

How can I stand 

And laugh with the man 

Who redefined your body? 

Those cold blooded old times 

Cold blooded old times 

Cold blooded old times