Like a shotgun My feelings run Like a mystery My patience's gone We need some mischief To get out of here We are capable To save it all Like a tired dog In the shade After a long walk You lick your wounds We need some mischief To get out of here We are capable To save it all All for no reason Where did the magic go? Hold on the season Don't feel the heat anymore Would you come and get me Spiced up a little more Would you come and get me? The fire is running high The tide was low Time is passing by and Only lovers die We keep on walking To dissapear We are capable To save it all All for no reason Where did the magic go? Hold on the season Don't feel the heat anymore Would you come and get me Spiced up a little more Would you come and get me?