I Hope I’m Not Losing My Mind – The Temperance Movement

Now I said it would be hard
Yeah I told you so and now it’s all this
Psycho-sexual-mind-warp-every-night
You said you’ve been robbed
Of all the things you said you didn’t need
What were you thinking
They were gonna throw you some kind of parade?

Every time you call, I get it
Every time we talk, my head shapes a colour
Which ever wiles away the hours

I hope I’m not losing my mind
I hope I’m not losing my mind

I got myself up, good and strong and blind
Saw you at full strain
And it brought me right down, right down
Well I never had you pegged as any runner up
It’s stacked up against you
But it’s always been that way for us
So wicked is the wind that rattles at the door
My toes paint a vision of black holes and tudor in the sky

I hope I’m not losing my mind
I hope I’m not losing my mind
I hope I’m not losing my mind
I hope I’m not losing my mind