The great chicago fire (ain't got shit on me)

You can wash me off your body, but I'll never go away.
I am the scent that still gets you to this very day.
So spit all you want , but I know my name still falls from your tounge.

When I first started out I was just searching for something to make me feel real.
But that was when i first started out
(Baby your light headed)
Just rest your head on something warm
or maybe my headstone

You always think you see me it could also be the drinking
it could also be the drugs
I'll always be your(s) fuck

You cant stop me from coming through your window
(and into your head)

Call it what you want , but it was more than magic or a simple twist of fate and we will never go away.

She's tired and she's all alone
and to herself she say's
"I just wanted to come home"