This is not a healing song.

We don't have to get along.

We've been blinded in a wonderland.

This is not a healing song.

This is not a healing place.

This is something we erase.

We've been chased by the tide and the waves.

No ending to this race.

But now it shows to hide the key to my wicked fantasies thats are part of me.

You're lying in a bed with me.

But all I wanna see is if we can fantasy.

This is not a healing room.

Nor suns to see us bloom.

We're in the cold and uncomfortable sheets.

In a lonely hotel room.

This is not a healing drink.

It doesn't help at all to think.

But without it you don't feel a thing.

So I pour another drink.

But now it shows to hide the key to my wicked fantasies thats are part of me.

You're lying in a bed with me.

But all I wanna see is if we can fantasy.

It's not a healing songgg.

It's a cold love truth

It's a storm you fear

My wicked fantasies

My dear

This is not a healing love.

It's poison in my blood

We're the lonliest lovers around

Now we carry hearts alone