Door Slammed

Looking for a feeling, well I haven't got a damn idea where to find

Looking and I'm dreaming, but I

Haven't got a clue, a clue what to find

Tell me that I'm stealing, but I never stole anything, that's a lie

Looking at the ceiling, I'm still trying

To breathe and I'm trying to give a fuck

Believe me, 'cause time runs out when you're out of luck

Don't drop, believe me

When you're running on empty, don't you dare to give up, yeah

Yeah, I won't, yeah

So this has no meaning, but you're dropping

The fact that there's something cool about it

Giving us a reason to play what we like and not to do the hair

Seeing is believing, well we showed you

A lot, but you wouldn't believe it, hey

We kinda lost the feeling, you were stealing

The stuff that we thought that we just paid off

Believe me, 'cause time runs out when you're out of luck

Don't drop, believe me

When you're running on empty, don't you dare to give up, yeah

Hey man, what are you crying for?

Hey man, what are you crying for?

Don't stop, believe me, 'cause time runs out when you're out of luck

Don't drop, believe me

When you're running on empty, don't you dare to give up

Don't stop, believe me, 'cause time runs out when you're out of luck

Don't drop, believe me

When you're running on empty, don't you dare to give up

When you're running on empty, don't you dare to give up, yeah