Imaad Wasif - Wanderlusting lyrics

The color of gold Scarabs in magnetic fields On the rails At the borderline In the circuit Get your fill In the madhouse Some flesh and bone In the fuse In the ruins In the red, red rum Roll it backwords On the tongue And get younger And get younger Ohohoh Ohohoh Wanderlusting After you And gone astray Only things You do can Make me feel So far way From a room With no view And no perception Just one dimension I think Only of you In contortions You cannot kick Off the crutches That I need to Keep droning To keep going Ohohoh Ohohoh Wanderlusting After you And gone astray Only things You do can Make me feel So far way Make me feel So far way Make me feel So...