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We were on fire I slashed your tires It's like we burned so bright, we burned out I made you chase me I wasn't that friendly My love, my drug, we're fucked up, oh 'Cause I've been on the run so long, they can't find me You waken up to remember I'm pretty And when the chemicals leave my body Yeah, they're gonna find me in a hotel lobby 'Cause Times they keep coming, all night Laughing and fucking Some days I can barely breathe After we were high on the love Don't doubt it was you The pill I keep taking The nightmare I wake in There's nothing, no nothing, nothing but you My perfect rock bottom My beautiful trauma My love, my love, my drug, oh My love, my love, my love, my drug, oh My love, my love, my love, my drug, oh SongtexteMy love, my love, my love, my drug, oh My love, my love, my love, my drug, oh My love, my love, my drug, we're fucked up You punched a hole in the wall and I framed it I wish I could feel things like you Everyone's chasing that holy feeling And if we don't stay lit we'll blow out Blow out 'Cause we've been on the run so long they can't find us Who's gonna have to die to remind us That it feels like we chose this blindly Now I'm gonna fuck up a hotel lobby 'Cause Times they keep coming, last night I might've messed it up again Some days I can barely breathe But after we were high on the love Don't doubt it was you The pill I keep taking The nightmare I wake in There's nothing, no nothing, nothing but you My perfect rock bottom My beautiful trauma My love, my love, my drug, oh My love, my love, my love, my drug, oh My love, my love, my love, my drug, oh My love, my love, my love, my drug, oh My love, my love, my love, my drug, oh My love, my love, my drug, we're fucked up (hands up) Times they keep coming, all night Laughing and fucking Somedays I can barely breath After we were high on the love Don't doubt it was you The pill I keep taking The nightmare I wake in There's nothing, no nothing, nothing but you My perfect rock bottom My beautiful trauma My love, my love, my drug, oh Aus Songtexte Mania