Lirieke: The Icarus Line. Losing Touch With My Mind.

I'm losing, losing touch with my mind
I'm falling, falling way behind
I'm walking, down a one way street
I'm trying, trying to find my feet

I need it, babe, it makes me feel alright
I need it, babe, it makes me feel alright, alright, alright

I'm leaving but I'm going no place
I'm thinking but my mind's in space
I'm hoping, hoping to find my head
I'm aiming but I don't take the blame

I need it, babe, it makes me feel alright
I need it, babe, it makes me feel alright, alright, alright

I'm shooting, shooting off my gun
It's too bad now, babe, but it's a lot of fun
I'm living like you'd like to live
But I'm wanting you, baby, what you have to give

I need it, babe, it makes me feel alright
I need it, babe, it makes me feel alright, alright, alright

I feel alright, I feel alright
I feel alright, I feel alright
I feel alright, I feel alright
I feel alright