Tekster: Razorlight. Losing Your Mind.

Well I, I gotta get out of this place,
I've got this feeling all around me yeah,
I, I've got to escape, because i know that you cant stand me, yeah
Jetting round the sunny Caribbean on the shores of Anguilla,
The chimps of the manor is bound to inspire an automatic nausea,

Where ever you are, can you hear,

Well there you go,
Now you know,
Losing your mind,

Well there you go,
Told you so,
Losing your mind,
Losing your mind,
Losing your mind,

Yes, your losing your mind,

Well I, I gotta resist,
Because i know that you cant stand me here,
I cant help that i exist,
I know that you cant help me, yeah,
Jetting round the sunny Caribbean on the shores of Anguilla,
I know that its bound to inspire, a subtle kind of nausea,

Where ever you are, can you hear,


The rain falls hard on your dead-end street,
You don't get nothing except the people you meet,
You've got no reason except from pain and death,
You're looking for something but you haven't found it yet,

Fair enough,

Well there you go,
Now you know,
Losing your mind,

Well there you go,
Told you so,
Losing your mind,
Losing your mind,
Losing your mind,

Yes your Losing your mind,
And i'm not losing mine,

Losing Your Mind (Repeat to fade)