Door slammed Racoon

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 breath and I'm trying to give a
Fuck

Believe me, this time runs out when you run on luck
Don't drop, believe me
When you're running on edge
Yeah don't you dare to give up, yeah

Yeah
I won't dare

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
But we showed you a lot but you wouldn't believe it and