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The Killers - Losing Touch |
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Console me in my darkest hour |
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Could this be that the truth is always grey |
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Caress me in your velvet chair |
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Conceal me from the ghost you cast away |
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I'm in no hurry, you go run |
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And tell your friends I'm losing touch |
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Fill their heads with rumours of impending doom |
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It must be true |
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Console me in my darkest hour |
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And tell me that you'll always hear my cries |
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I wonder what you got conspired |
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I'm sure it was the consolation prize |
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I'm in no hurry, you go run |
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And tell your friends I'm losing touch |
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Fill the night with stories, the legend grows |
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Of how you got lost |
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But you made your way back home |
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You sold your soul, like a Roman vagabond yeah |
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I heard you found a wishing well |
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In the city |
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Console me in my darkest hour (in my darkest hour) |
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And you throw me down |
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I'm in no hurry, you go run |
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And tell your friends I'm losing touch |
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Fill your crown with rumours |
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Impending doom, it must be true |
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But you made your way back home |
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You sold your soul, like a Roman vagabond |
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And all that now you got lost, |
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but you made your way back home |
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You went and sold your soul, |
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an allegiance dead and gone |
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I'm losing touch |
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