Lucky Strike
Baumer Lyrics


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How am I not myself?
Do people ever change?
Perhaps it is you who are not the same?
You breathe in love like a cigarette.
And put it out as you light up the next.

Love- you say it calms your nerves.
Love- stills your hand as it burns.
You say it's cool and keeps you thin.
This one's done- light one up again...

Burning baby, you're making your way,
Through lines of lovers,
you're up to a pack a day.
So long baby, I wish I could stay.
So long romance.

How am I not myself?
Can people remain the same?
Relapsing into what you call insane.
Inhaling love like a cigarette.
And hoping a lucky strike's up next.

Love- you say it calms your nerves.
Love- stills your hand as it burns.
You say it's cool and keeps you thin.
This one's done- light one up again...

Burning baby, you're making your way,
Through lines of lovers,
you're up to a pack a day.
So long baby, I wish I could stay.
So long romance.

Love- you say it calms your nerves.
Love- stills your hand as it burns.
You say it's cool and keeps you thin.
This one's done- light one up again...

Burning baby, you're making your way,
Through lines of lovers,
you're up to a pack a day.




So long baby, I wish I could stay.
So long romance.

Overall Meaning

Baumer's song Lucky Strike is about love addiction, and the lyrics make connections between smoking and falling in and out of love. The first verse begins with a question: "How am I not myself?" This suggests that the singer is struggling with finding their identity or feeling like they are losing themselves. They ask if people ever change and suggest that maybe it is those around them who are changing or not being true to themselves. The next line goes on to compare the act of falling in love to smoking a cigarette. Both can give a momentary feeling of pleasure and calmness, but eventually, the high fades, and one is left with the craving for another. This idea is emphasized in the chorus, which repeats the lines "Love- you say it calms your nerves. Love- stills your hand as it burns. You say it's cool and keeps you thin. This one's done- light one up again...". The singer is questioning whether their love addiction is healthy or not.


The second verse begins with the same line as the first, suggesting that the singer is still feeling lost. They ask if people can remain the same, or if they will always relapse into what they call "insanity." Here, their love addiction is being likened to a disease. They inhale love like a cigarette and hope that the next love interest will be the "lucky strike" that they have been waiting for. The chorus is repeated, emphasizing the idea that love is like a drug, and the singer is slowly losing themselves in the addiction.


The final lines of both verses mention "so long romance," indicating that the singer is acknowledging that their addiction is unhealthy and they need to let go of the idea of being in love. The chorus is repeated one last time, driving home the idea that love is like smoking, addicting and consumed in an almost compulsive manner.


Overall, the song suggests that love addiction can be harmful and that it is important to recognize when it is time to let go.


Line by Line Meaning

How am I not myself?
Who else could I be but me?


Do people ever change?
Can anyone really change?


Perhaps it is you who are not the same?
You're not the same person you used to be.


You breathe in love like a cigarette.
You inhale love like smoke.


And put it out as you light up the next.
You discard love once it's gone, and pursue the next one.


Love- you say it calms your nerves.
You claim that love soothes your anxiety.


Love- stills your hand as it burns.
You feel relieved and relaxed as love consumes you.


You say it's cool and keeps you thin.
You claim that love is trendy and helps you stay fit.


This one's done- light one up again...
You move on to the next lover.


Burning baby, you're making your way,
You're progressing quickly, but at a cost.


Through lines of lovers,
Moving from one lover to another.


you're up to a pack a day.
You've become addicted to romantic pursuits.


So long baby, I wish I could stay.
Goodbye, I wish I could stay and help you.


So long romance.
Goodbye, love affairs.


Inhaling love like a cigarette.
You inhale love like smoke.


And hoping a lucky strike's up next.
You're always hoping for the next lucky encounter.




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