Album: Master of Styles
I was trying to keep my head above, gravity was pulling me down. It's been driving me mad, expectation was all I had. Wasn't supposed to turn out this way. Maybe you could tell me if it's true â have I lost my head tripping over you? I even tried to lie, but the lie already died, no matter how hard I try.
I'm going down, I'm going mad, I'm going down.
I don't know where all the time went. I can't remember when I began my descent. A thousand words that it would take before we'd know that it's too late. I should have seen it coming miles away. Contrary to this we said sometime ago, if we'd be together, we should take it slow. Something vital slipped my mind. Lost it in a glass of wine. I was slowly drinking down my steady decline.
I'md going down, I'm going mad, I'm going down.
It's too late, I lost my chance. I'm losing, I'm losing. If you'd left I'd live three words. I'm going...
I'm going down, I'm going mad, I'm going down, going down.