I feel it’s real
And it’s right
I’m on my wheels
You’re on your flight
Forgetting this, forgetting that
Forgetting all from the moment we met
It’s time to kill
The thoughts at night
Still got the will
But I won’t fight
We found the catch
And so it goes
Burn the last match
And then you know

Back in town
Back to work
One last word that’s meant to hurt
Out of sight
And out of mind
Replacement won’t be hard to find
Forgetting this
Forgetting that
Forgetting all from the moment we met
Forgetting this
Forgetting that
Forgetting all that we ever said

Forgetting all that we ever had

It feels real
It feels right
You stay behind
I catch my flight
Forgetting me
Forgetting you
Forgetting all, that I thought was true

It feels right
It is so real
I touch your face
That I can’t see
I take my things
And make my way
Forgetting all that I wanted to say

Back in town
Back to work
One last word that’s meant to hurt
Out of sight
And out of mind
Replacement won’t be hard to find
Forgetting this
Forgetting that
Forgetting all from the moment we met
Forgetting this
Forgetting that
Forgetting all that we ever said
…that we ever had

by Hannes, Frida