Lost
Dinho Ouro Preto
I'm all mixed up
and my heads is spinning round
I'm walking
but my feet don't touch the ground
I'm packing my things
and I'm leaving town
I can hear your voice
but I don't like its sound
I wanna get lost
where I can't be found
I'm leaving
this desert where nothing grows
I never reach the bottom
is allways a little below
I might be moving
but its much to slow
where I'm going
well I don't know
I wanna get lost
Where I can't be found
tired of being pushed and tossed around
I'm packing my things and leaving town
tired of being pushed and tossed around
I wanna get lost
Where I can't be found