Robin Pecknold

I'm Losing Myself
I'm a fast breatherI'm a hairless dogand alone at the end of the day I am just like the gahering fogI'm a slow moverI'm the best-laid plansand alone at the end of the day I just sit with my head in my handsbut we speak easyand we seldom fightand I chew on the bones of the day while you sleep soft and warm in the nightand I can't see you with anyone elseeven if that means holding you downeven if that means losing myselfhe's a smooth talkerand he shaves his faceand I wonder if you look at me and instead see him taking my placebut I do need youand no one elseand I hope you're around and forgiving when you see me losing myselfdadadada dadadada dadadada dadadadadadadada dadadada dada Aus Songtexte Mania