Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Rio, artist - MIKA. Album song No Place In Heaven, in the genre ПопDate of issue: 15.06.2015
Record label: Universal Music
Song language: English
Rio |
| Oh, here I go again |
| I wake up every morning to this Groundhog Day |
| Thinking about the list of things that I’ve done wrong |
| Can’t even count, it goes on too long |
| I try to change my ways |
| I feel like I’m the villain in some crappy play |
| The book has long been written, but I’d rather be |
| Just about anyone else but me, I hope you see |
| It doesn’t mean I’m not a fighter |
| It’s just that I wanna be a little lighter |
| Spent so long fixing things I’ve done |
| I’ve got holes in all my pockets |
| Even those holes, they’ve got pockets |
| Hiding things that’ll never see the sun |
| I’m taking off, going to Rio |
| I’m getting lost to find an alter-ego |
| It could be Paris or Berlin, I don’t care what state I’m in |
| Gonna leave it all behind |
| Maybe I’ll be myself when I’m somebody else |
| This is not an invitation, I’m going to Rio |
| This is not a conversation, say goodbye to me-oh |
| Maybe in ten years time |
| You’ll receive a letter from some random guy |
| You’ll like him so much better |
| But then you will see, he’s not a stranger it’s only me |
| I can only be myself as somebody else |
| Cause you got sun, I got bad weather |
| Anything you can lose I can lose better |
| Do my best with what life gave to me |
| I’ve got holes in all my pockets |
| Even those holes, they’ve got pockets |
| Hiding things that I sure want to leave |
| I’m taking off, going to Rio |
| I’m getting lost to find an alter-ego |
| It could be Paris or Berlin, I don’t care what state I’m in |
| Gonna leave it all behind |
| Maybe I’ll be myself when I’m somebody else |
| This is not an invitation, I’m going to Rio |
| This is not a conversation, say goodbye to me-oh |
| Give me a peanut and I’ll turn blue |
| I can’t even eat the things you do |
| Bake you a cake and I burn it up twice |
| I roll thirteen on a pair of dice |
| Give me a peanut and I’ll turn blue |
| I can’t even eat the things you do |
| Bake you a cake and I burn it up twice |
| I roll thirteen on a pair of dice |
| I’m taking off, going to Rio |
| I’m getting lost to find an alter-ego |
| It could be Paris or Berlin, I don’t care what state I’m in |
| Gonna leave it all behind |
| Maybe I’ll be myself when I’m somebody else |
| This is not an invitation, I’m going to Rio |
| This is not a conversation, say goodbye to me-oh |
| This is not an invitation, I’m going to Rio |
| This is not a conversation, say goodbye to me-oh |