Losers
Can you hear the sound?
Of a million heartbeats racing in this town
Theres no other way for them to live, than drown
And lord they be surprised when they fall down
Well take this slow, and i hope well never know
What it's like to be subverted into stone
Cause i don't care what they say, if we're losers anyway
I don't care what they think they know, they can't take our world away
Cause baby in the sun, there's much too much for us to do let's run
Any thought of anything to loose in love
When i look into you're eyes they come undone
This can't be wrong. May our hearts forever roam
And we'll have no need for greener grass to grow
Cause i don't care what they say, if we're losers anyway
I don't care what they think they know, they can't take our world away
We are not hypnotized by virtual machines, looking on a great big world
With a grain of silver grace
Let their affluence grow, wicked hearts we've never know
At the center of it, everyone still... wrong
Cause i don't care what they say, if we're losers anyway
I don't care what they think they know, they can't take our world away
We are not hypnotized by virtual machines, looking on a great big world
With a grain of silver grace
Of a million heartbeats racing in this town
Theres no other way for them to live, than drown
And lord they be surprised when they fall down
Well take this slow, and i hope well never know
What it's like to be subverted into stone
Cause i don't care what they say, if we're losers anyway
I don't care what they think they know, they can't take our world away
Cause baby in the sun, there's much too much for us to do let's run
Any thought of anything to loose in love
When i look into you're eyes they come undone
This can't be wrong. May our hearts forever roam
And we'll have no need for greener grass to grow
Cause i don't care what they say, if we're losers anyway
I don't care what they think they know, they can't take our world away
We are not hypnotized by virtual machines, looking on a great big world
With a grain of silver grace
Let their affluence grow, wicked hearts we've never know
At the center of it, everyone still... wrong
Cause i don't care what they say, if we're losers anyway
I don't care what they think they know, they can't take our world away
We are not hypnotized by virtual machines, looking on a great big world
With a grain of silver grace
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Writer(s): Jason Honea
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