Bad Thing Songtext - Kim Cesarion

Bad Thing - Kim Cesarion

Looking out another night
On the New York City lights
From my hotel room.
But Im...
You can tell me little lies
Over telephone lines,
Oh, you saw right through!
Theres a bird, a bird like me for you,
Is the water cold?
And the darkest side of you
Is the one youve shown!
Dont need to be a bad thing!
Dont make it a bad a thing!
It doesnt have to be
It doesnt have to be a bad thing, a bad thing!
Dont make it a bad thing
It doesnt have to!
California is really not what you imagined
Moving in a night of August, flying through the city so fast
Like the rides on fire!
I gotta find a little magic,
We could be when certain happens
You know what I do is right
Im a bad song without you!
So why youre crying?
Dont make it a bad a thing!
It doesnt really have to be!
It doesnt have to be a bad thing
That Im gone.
Im right back to you, babe
In too long.
Anything fading, its too strong
Coming back, coming back to my bad thing
To my bad thing, to my bad thing
To my bad thing, to my bad thing
To my bad thing, to my bad thing


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