[Chorus]nIf you keep losing sleep over other loversnIf you keep losing me, you're gonna be borednIf you're up chimney, sweep under rubble coversnIf you keep counting sheep and being adorednnYou're a tombstone in the mudnPlaying twister in a bubble againnI need a breath, a wind so purenTo dry up the mud over menTo be reborn, not born againnnErase my regret from the startnShot the modelnFlaking temporary skin, you're no burdennSuch reductionnSuch seductive silent wine, hop scotch triggernn[Chorus]nnYou're a tombstone in the mudnPlaying twister in a bubble againnIf you keep losing sleep over other loversnIf you keep losing me, you're gonna benIf you keep losing sleep over other loversnIf you keep losing me