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Losing Touch Lyrics

The Killers : Losing Touch Lyrics

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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

. Send "Losing Touch" Ringtone to your Cell .

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