Lose Your Senses
Cubicolor
Guess I'll take another number
Try it with another, always next time
Think I turned into the hunter
Let another summer go always too fine
Don't think you'll ever be a lover, will you go and lose your senses this time?
Anywhere your hunger takes you, won't you lift your head up next time?
You want it badly you want it bad the little that I told you was all I had all I had now
Sing it gladly I'll sing it glad scratching round the earth trying to find your tracks
I'll find your tracks now you'll be found you'll be found
Don't think you'll ever be a lover, will you go and lose your senses this time?
Anywhere your hunger takes you, won't you lift your head up next time?
Will you lose your senses? Will you lose your senses this time?
Will you lose your senses? Will you lose your senses this time?
