Longpigs - Lost Myself Lyrics

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Lost Myself

Lost Myself Lyrics |
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What Are The Lyrics For Lost Myself By Longpigs?
She sold herself on the one love
The one that most of us live without And dressed for the occasion day after day Forgives herself when it don't come I have always found it Easier to dream about it Careful of the stitches Insisted there was more than this But I lost myself I cannot speak To live by myself I'm far too weak I have lost myself I cannot sleep To live by myself I'm far too meek Went bold as hell for the one love The one that most of us read about And caressed all the persuaders day after day Relieves herself when it don't come By the things your saying It's easier to turn the blame in Careful of the stitches Insisted there was more than this But I lost myself I cannot speak To live by myself I'm far too weak I have lost myself I cannot sleep To live by myself I'm far too meek She's sold again on the one love The one that all of them scream about She's broke her wings on the one love Her heart so warm but it's burn she wants I have always found it Easier to skirt around it Careful of the stitches Insisted there was more than this But I lost myself I cannot speak To live by myself I'm far too weak I have lost myself I cannot sleep To live by myself I'm far too meek |
Who Wrote Lost Myself By Longpigs?
Crispin Macmichael Sandys Hunt, Diarmuid Isaac Boyle, Richard Willis Hawley, Simon Edward Stafford
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What's The Duration Of The Lost Myself By Longpigs?The duration of Lost Myself is 5:04 minutes and seconds. |
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