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letra de losing touch - killers

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console me in my darkest hour
convince me that the truth is always grey
caress me in your velvet chair
conceal me from the ghost you cast away

i ain’t in no hurry
you go run and tell your
friends i´m losing touch.
fill their heads with rumors of impending doom
it must be true.

console me in my darkest hour
and tell me that you always hear my cries
i wonder what you’ve got conspired
i´m sure it dons a consolation prize

i ain’t in no hurry
you go run and tell your
friends i´m losing touch.

fill the night with stories, the legend grows
of how you got lost
but you made your way back home
you sold your soul
like a roaming vagabond, yeah

i heard you found a wishing well in the city
console me in my darkest hour
then you throw me down

i ain’t in no hurry
you go run and tell your
friends i´m losing touch
fill your crown with rumors
impending doom, it must be true

but you made your way back home
you sold your soul like a roaming vagabond
and about how you got lost,
but you made your way back home
you went and sold your soul
an allegiance dead and gone

i´m losing touch

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