| Song | Losing Touch |
| Artist | The Killers |
| Album | Day & Age |
| [00:34.56] | Console me in my darkest hour |
| [00:37.24] | |
| [00:38.56] | Could this be that the truth is always grey |
| [00:42.56] | Caress me in your velvet chair |
| [00:45.30] | |
| [00:46.62] | Conceal me from the ghost you cast away |
| [00:50.62] | I'm in no hurry' you go run |
| [00:54.79] | And tell your friends I'm losing touch |
| [00:58.42] | Fill their heads with rumours of impending doom |
| [01:02.90] | |
| [01:04.71] | It must be true |
| [01:06.46] | |
| [01:15.31] | Console me in my darkest hour |
| [01:17.93] | |
| [01:19.24] | And tell me that you'll always hear my cries |
| [01:23.29] | I wonder what you got conspired |
| [01:26.04] | |
| [01:27.18] | I'm sure it was the consolation prize |
| [01:31.36] | I'm in no hurry' you go run |
| [01:35.54] | And tell your friends I'm losing touch |
| [01:39.16] | Fill the night with stories' the legend grows |
| [01:44.73] | |
| [01:45.41] | Of how you got lost |
| [01:47.72] | |
| [01:48.35] | But you made your way back home |
| [01:51.53] | |
| [01:53.91] | You sold your soul' like a Roman vagabond yeah |
| [02:00.84] | |
| [02:04.28] | I heard you found a wishing well |
| [02:06.60] | |
| [02:08.67] | In the city |
| [02:09.61] | |
| [02:12.29] | Console me in my darkest hour （in my darkest hour） |
| [02:16.81] | |
| [02:17.81] | And you throw me down |
| [02:20.17] | I'm in no hurry' you go run |
| [02:24.23] | And tell your friends I'm losing touch |
| [02:28.22] | Fill your crown with rumours |
| [02:30.30] | |
| [02:34.70] | Impending doom' it must be true |
| [02:42.60] | |
| [02:53.57] | But you made your way back home |
| [02:57.09] | |
| [02:58.90] | You sold your soul' like a Roman vagabond |
| [03:03.84] | |
| [03:06.65] | And all that now you got lost' |
| [03:09.99] | but you made your way back home |
| [03:13.29] | |
| [03:14.67] | You went and sold your soul' |
| [03:17.83] | an allegiance dead and gone |
| [03:21.05] | |
| [03:23.29] | I'm losing touch |
| [03:25.29] | |
| [03:34.14] |
| [00:34.56] | Console me in my darkest hour |
| [00:37.24] | |
| [00:38.56] | Could this be that the truth is always grey |
| [00:42.56] | Caress me in your velvet chair |
| [00:45.30] | |
| [00:46.62] | Conceal me from the ghost you cast away |
| [00:50.62] | I' m in no hurry' you go run |
| [00:54.79] | And tell your friends I' m losing touch |
| [00:58.42] | Fill their heads with rumours of impending doom |
| [01:02.90] | |
| [01:04.71] | It must be true |
| [01:06.46] | |
| [01:15.31] | Console me in my darkest hour |
| [01:17.93] | |
| [01:19.24] | And tell me that you' ll always hear my cries |
| [01:23.29] | I wonder what you got conspired |
| [01:26.04] | |
| [01:27.18] | I' m sure it was the consolation prize |
| [01:31.36] | I' m in no hurry' you go run |
| [01:35.54] | And tell your friends I' m losing touch |
| [01:39.16] | Fill the night with stories' the legend grows |
| [01:44.73] | |
| [01:45.41] | Of how you got lost |
| [01:47.72] | |
| [01:48.35] | But you made your way back home |
| [01:51.53] | |
| [01:53.91] | You sold your soul' like a Roman vagabond yeah |
| [02:00.84] | |
| [02:04.28] | I heard you found a wishing well |
| [02:06.60] | |
| [02:08.67] | In the city |
| [02:09.61] | |
| [02:12.29] | Console me in my darkest hour in my darkest hour |
| [02:16.81] | |
| [02:17.81] | And you throw me down |
| [02:20.17] | I' m in no hurry' you go run |
| [02:24.23] | And tell your friends I' m losing touch |
| [02:28.22] | Fill your crown with rumours |
| [02:30.30] | |
| [02:34.70] | Impending doom' it must be true |
| [02:42.60] | |
| [02:53.57] | But you made your way back home |
| [02:57.09] | |
| [02:58.90] | You sold your soul' like a Roman vagabond |
| [03:03.84] | |
| [03:06.65] | And all that now you got lost' |
| [03:09.99] | but you made your way back home |
| [03:13.29] | |
| [03:14.67] | You went and sold your soul' |
| [03:17.83] | an allegiance dead and gone |
| [03:21.05] | |
| [03:23.29] | I' m losing touch |
| [03:25.29] | |
| [03:34.14] |