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Losing My Head

 

Losing My Head


Thinking it over
Thinking it over
Am I really losing my head?
Really losing my head?
My head?
My head?
My head?

Broken words
Lost songs
Spoken words
Find my head

Found songs
Are living through my reveries
Inside a curse
A nautic verse

Well, I've been finding I'm losing my head
Yes, I've been finding I'm losing my head
Well, I've been finding I'm losing my head
Yes, I've been finding I'm losing my head

When the needle calls out your name
Is the feeling ever the same?
When the needle calls out your name
Is the feeling ever the same?

The needle drops down
We all spin 'round
The needle drops down
We all fall down

The needle drops down
On a record of dust
We all spin 'round
'Till we're nothing but rust

We'll all be dust
We'll all be dust
When the needle calls out your name
Is the feeling ever the same?

Broken words
Have me by my memory
Lost songs
Hanging in my fantasy
Spoken words
Never meant so much to me
Find my head
The music of my blasphemy

Found songs
Are living through my reveries
The nautic world
Working my way back to me
Inside a curse
It works its way right out of me
The nautic verse
To try to tell the rest of me

Well, I've been finding I'm losing my head
Yes, I've been finding I'm losing my head
Well, I've been finding I'm losing my head
Yes, I've been finding I'm losing my head

When the needle calls out your name
Is the feeling ever the same?

When the needle calls out your name
Is the feeling ever the same?

When the needle calls out your name
Is the feeling ever the same?

The needle drops down
On the record of dust
We all fall down
On a matter of trust

The needle drops down
On a record of dust
We all spin 'round
'Til we're nothing but rust

We'll all be dust [x14]

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