I am not the funny guy you wanted
But you'll compromise
Because I am not here to stay
When a year will pass
We'll go our separate ways
I will pack my things and run away
You've got to admit there is a kind of magic to it
We both need someone
To keep us alive for a little bit
All I want is to get lost for a while
You say I am a bad f*ck but it is o.k
I am addicted to fire
Can't keep my hands away
Don't tell anyone I am here
I keep feeling smaller
We meet to pass time
Till tomorrow
All I want is to get lost for a while