Lose your way and we can stay out all night
Lose your keys and we can't go home
We can touch hands again
In a little time In a little gin Wrote a song for a room I left long ago
Lose your head Lose your warhead
Now the girl the lives there
It was my home It was my Hell
She's an exotic She's a drunk
Leaves her clothes off She carry me She run me All the way down
When it rains Run to the river
And dirty like a river
To the floor Where it's warm
Carry me No Run me
All the way down to the river
My whole Hell All I want is to be worthy of my Hands, but she's got plans
(You can't) run me down
Dirty like a river
Lose it Lose your war.
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