If you keep losing sleep over other lovers. If you keep losing me you’re gonna be bored. If you’re up chimney sweep under rubble covers. If you keep counting sheep and being adored. You’re a tombstone in the mud. Playing twister in a bubble again. I need a breath a wind so pure. To dry up the mud over me. To be reborn not born again. Erase my regret from the start. Shot the model. Flaking temporary skin you’re no burden. Such reduction. Such seductive silent wine hop scotch trigger. If you keep losing sleep over other lovers. If you keep losing me are you gunna be. If you’re up chimney sweep under rubble covers. If you keep losing me. You’re a tombstone in the mud. Playing twister in a bubble again. If you keep losing sleep over other lovers. If you keep losing me you’re gonna be. If you keep losing sleep over other lovers. If you keep losing me. . © Daniel Johns 2007. . (fonte: site oficial)