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7 ContributorsSensoria LyricsHis head is not his memory
Feelings come in, one, two, three
Trickle up, trickle down
Wearily, we come unwound
Sensoria, sensoria, sensoria, sensoria
In hard times, hard thrills
Reaching for the chews and pills
Dragnets will pull you in
Tell you that you're deep in sin
Sensoria, sensoria, sensoria, sensoria
In hard times, hard thrills
Reaching for the chews and pills
Dragnets will pull you in
Tell you that you're deep in sin
Sensoria, sensoria, sensoria
Watch you with a lonesome pretty boy
Heading for the sinful joy
Trickles up, trickles down
Frankly, I don't give a damn
Sensoria, sensoria, sensoria, sensoria
Looking for a way and when
Reaching for begin and end
Like a girl on a rainy day
Have the needs to keep it sane
Sensoria, sensoria, sensoria, sensoria
Senses reaching fever pitch
Heading for begin and end
Like a girl on a rainy day
Have the needs to keep it sane
Sensoria, sensoria, sensoria, sensoria
His head is not his memory
Feelings coming, one, two, three
Trickle up, trickle down
Wearily, we come unwound
In hard times, hard thrills
Reaching for the chews and pills
Dragnets will pull you in
Tell you that you're deep in sin
Sensoria, sensoria, sensoria, sensoria
Sensoria, sensoria, sensoria, sensoria
Have the needs to keep them sane
Sensoria, sensoria, sensoria, sensoria
Sensoria, sensoria, sensoria, sensoria
Feelings come in, one, two, three
Trickle up, trickle down
Wearily, we come unwound
Sensoria, sensoria, sensoria, sensoria
In hard times, hard thrills
Reaching for the chews and pills
Dragnets will pull you in
Tell you that you're deep in sin
Sensoria, sensoria, sensoria, sensoria
In hard times, hard thrills
Reaching for the chews and pills
Dragnets will pull you in
Tell you that you're deep in sin
Sensoria, sensoria, sensoria
Watch you with a lonesome pretty boy
Heading for the sinful joy
Trickles up, trickles down
Frankly, I don't give a damn
Sensoria, sensoria, sensoria, sensoria
Looking for a way and when
Reaching for begin and end
Like a girl on a rainy day
Have the needs to keep it sane
Sensoria, sensoria, sensoria, sensoria
Senses reaching fever pitch
Heading for begin and end
Like a girl on a rainy day
Have the needs to keep it sane
Sensoria, sensoria, sensoria, sensoria
His head is not his memory
Feelings coming, one, two, three
Trickle up, trickle down
Wearily, we come unwound
In hard times, hard thrills
Reaching for the chews and pills
Dragnets will pull you in
Tell you that you're deep in sin
Sensoria, sensoria, sensoria, sensoria
Sensoria, sensoria, sensoria, sensoria
Have the needs to keep them sane
Sensoria, sensoria, sensoria, sensoria
Sensoria, sensoria, sensoria, sensoria
