senses by slenderbodies:
I know I could be naive
Holding onto something sweet
Maybe I was born this way
Yet I could be wrong, yea
Try to keep yourself at ease
Even when its hard to breathe
Maybe you were born this way
But you could be wrong, yea
I fell back
I lost my track
As my chin sags
And my eyes go black
I want all my senses back
Senses back, my senses back
Often on the sea breeze
Height of mountains kept me sleeping
You and I were born this way
Did something go wrong here
Chuckling softly
Hey hey
Ill pass it off graciously
Even in my time and place
Will something grow old here
And I fell back
And I lost track
As my chin sags
And my eyes go black
I want all my senses back
