Yeah I hid in the breeze
Yeah I hid in the breezeway
Going down the stairs
Like I gotta go 800 miles an hour
Gotta get in the shower
Gotta get to your place, gotta go see your face
Maybe I’m stubborn
We’ll call it young
I never lived through that phase
Now I’m the reckless one
And I found addiction
When I started to run
If I don’t get lost every now and then
Then I don’t think that I am quite living enough
Oooo I feel like a stranger
Oooo it’s getting later and later
Oooo what do I got to prove
I’ve got nothing to lose
(Nothing to lose)
I escape the heat
Needing air conditioning
Waiting in the car
Watching the sun fall down the skylines
Waiting for the dark
Waiting for headlights
Take me for a drive
Oooo I feel like a stranger
Oooo it’s getting later and later
Oooo what do I got to prove
I’ve got nothing to lose
(Nothing to lose)
Rejuvenating, I am hating everything I used to be
Contemplating on the past is wasting my own energy
I am not accommodating anything that threatens me
It’s only me, and what I’m supposed to be
Oooo I feel like a stranger
Oooo it’s getting later and later
Oooo what do I got to prove
I’ve got nothing to lose
Oooo I feel like a stranger
Oooo it’s getting later and later
Oooo what do I got to prove
I’ve got nothing to lose