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Losing Touch

The Killers

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Console me in my darkest hour
Convince that the truth is always gray
Caress me in your velvet chair
Conceal me from the ghost you cast away
I'm 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'll always hear my cries
I wonder what you got conspired
I'm sure it was the consolation prize
I'm 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  
I heard you found a wishing well
In the city
Console me in my darkest hour (in my darkest hour)
And you throw me down
I'm 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 all that now 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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Não é exatamente como o Dave toca
Eu só sei que na parte do "of how you got lost" ele toca (com certeza)

Losing Touch

The Killers