Losing My Grip

Sit with me while I'm off spinning alone, sitting inside my globe
Speak to me with words you didn't know, I'm caught in your undertow
Eventually I'll climb up to your leaves, the ground is all I see
And love be damned, I'm falling 'til I land, sinking without a plan

Just let me down
I'll swing-to and stick around, if that's alright?

I'm backseat crawling the trunk, I'm facing you wrong
You said come home
The branches broke
Oh no, oh

I'm losing my grip
I'm losing my grip

I'm backseat crawling the trunk, I'm facing you wrong
You said come home
The branches broke
Oh no



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Writer(s): Bradley Hunt
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