Well I've gotta get out of this place I got this feeling all around me, yeah I've, I've got to escape cause I know you can't stand me, yeah We're jetting round the sun in Caribbean Now the shores of Eve Lucia
The chintz of the manner is bound to inspire an automatic nausea Wherever you are I could be there
There you go Now you know You're losing your mind
There you go I told you so You're losing your mind Losing your mind Losing your mind Yes, you're losing your mind
Well I, I got to resist Cause I know you can't stand me, yeah Well I can't help that I exist You know you can't stand me, yeah
Jetting round the sun in Caribbean Now the shores of Eve Lucia And I know it's bound to inspire a certain kind of nausea
Wherever you are I could be there But the rain falls hard on your dead end street You don't get nothing except the people you meet You got no reason except pain and regret You're looking for something and you haven't found it yet But that's... Fair enough
Cause there you go Now you know You're losing your mind There you go I told you so You're losing your mind Losing your mind Losing your mind Yes, you're losing your mind
I'm not losing mine Losing your mind No, I'm not losing mine Losing your mind Losing your mind No, I'm not losing mine Losing your mind No, I'm not losing mine
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