‘Losing it’ doesn’t necessairily have to be bad. In fact in some cases losing your resistance may account for the best experience ever. Parmia wrote about it and convincingly performed her lyrics.
You might want to think about it, but sometimes it’s better just to listen and get carried away…
I thought I was strong
I thought I had reason
I had it in order
and controlled all I was facing
You made my walls fall
they vanished in thin air
I thought I was strong
I thought I had reason
and now I am naked of my soul
you made your home there
and now I am naked of my soul
you made your home there
and now I am naked of my soul
you made your home there
I thought I was strong
I thought I had reason
I had it in order
and controlled all I was facing
and now I am naked of my soul
you made your home there
and now I am naked of my soul
you made your home there
and now I am naked of my soul
you made your home there
home there, home there
You captured my heart
you saw what I was hiding
I couldn’t escape your burning eyes
though I was trying
Another night falls
another day follows
I’ve lost my count
of todays, yesterdays or tomorrows
Losing it…
…I’m losing it…
… my heart.
I thought I was strong
I thought I had reason
I had it in order
and controlled all I was facing
You made my walls fall
and now I am naked of my soul
you made your home there
(Lyrics and vocals by Parmia Vaala)