Losing My Mind (Stripped) - MISSIO

Late at night, I like to think about the things that I want

And what is life, and who is real?

Late at night, I like to visualize the girls that I’ve loved

And all they did to make me smile

On dreary days, I like to think about the joy that I had

As a young and reckless kid

On dreary days, I used to drown it out, a sociopath

‘Cause I had nothing left to give

I’m losing, I’m losing, I’m losing my mind

I’m fighting, I’m fighting, I’m fighting for more time

I’m begging, I’m begging, I’m begging: no more rules

‘Cause I’m losing, I’m losing, I’m losing my mind

When I drive, I like to think about the feelings I’ll have

When I learn that I am dead

When I drive, I love to fantasize 'bout being a ghost

I’ll float through death haunting you

I’m losing, I’m losing, I’m losing my mind

I’m fighting, I’m fighting, I’m fighting for more time

I’m begging, I’m begging, I’m begging: no more rules

‘Cause I’m losing, I’m losing, I’m losing my mind

I’m losing, I’m losing, I’m losing my mind

I’m fighting, I’m fighting, I’m fighting for more time

I’m begging, I’m begging, I’m begging: no more rules

‘Cause I’m losing, I’m losing, I’m losing my mind

I’m losing, I’m losing, I’m losing my mind

I’m losing, I’m losing, I’m losing my mind