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Loss leader, losing sight of the shore
Cant take this loss loop anymore, anymore
Water – running down
Water – running down
Now things taste kind of bitter
Two muddy shoes, far from home, far from home
Water – running down
Water – running down – RUNNING DOWN
And as I walk back
I feel the moon against my neck
Loss leader, losing sight of the shore
Cant take this lost loop anymore