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Losing Fight (2016)

from Demo by Idle Suspects

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Oh God, where to start
At the bar, by the heart, pulled a pretty little thing like you
Out the door, to the car,
To the place where you lay, want a taste, well maybe I
Don't know how to keep through the night
With the streetlights calling my name to play
Overdramatic scenes playing out in between you and me
Have got me thinking

This is a losing fight
But whatever helps you sleep at night
Turnstile bedsheets draped on the vanity
Call the doctor, or call it a fantasy
Call it anything you like
I'm calling it a night

You're already dead
You just don't know it yet
A few bucks for the ride
Baby, you know what to do when I flip the lights

You don't understand I wrote this song a million times
I try to find the words but all I find are reasons why
When the morning comes, this dream will end
You will wake alone, but in my defense

This is a losing fight
But whatever helps you sleep at night
You're just powerless to my deceptive charm
Though you're beautiful, oh you're beatiful
This is a losing fight
(I wrote this song a million times)
But whatever helps you sleep at night
(All I find are reasons why)
Turnstile bedsheets draped on the vanity
Call the doctor, or call it a fantasy
Call it anything you like
I'm calling it a night

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from Demo, track released January 1, 2015

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