Letra de Losin Yo Head - Monsters Of Folk
Letra de canci�n de Losin Yo Head de Monsters Of Folk lyrics
Comin home alone at night I'm so scared!
Turn on all the lights, check underneath the stairs
Open all the closets, make sure they're no monsters in there!
Livin in a small house, it's fairly easy to check.
If I were livin in a mansion, I'd probably just sleep out on the deck.
Heaving on the boulder, just trying to moce it an inch...
I think I'm gettin closer, I think I'm gettin bolder...
But then it starts to slip...amd I keep makin the same old faces again.
Partyin with strangers or stickin with close friends instead...
It don't matter what you're doin, as long as you're losin your head.
Out ridin the range, or layin with you here in bed...
It don't matter what I'm doin, as long as I'm losing my head.
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Way back when the smallest trip was the greatest quest.
Now sometimes I get bored, even tho I know I'm blessed.
Comin and goin like we do it's hard to keep friends I know firsthand...
I'm tired of doing nothin, feel like we should be makin plans.
We need a little thrill I can see it in our faces-
Yeah- turn off the tv set.
The feeling of adventure, I think we all remember it.
Partyin with strangers or stickin with close friends instead...
It don't matter what I'm doin, as long as I'm losing my head.
Out ridin the range, or layin with you here in bed...
It don't matter what I'm doing, as long as I'm losing my head.
Turn on all the lights, check underneath the stairs
Open all the closets, make sure they're no monsters in there!
Livin in a small house, it's fairly easy to check.
If I were livin in a mansion, I'd probably just sleep out on the deck.
Heaving on the boulder, just trying to moce it an inch...
I think I'm gettin closer, I think I'm gettin bolder...
But then it starts to slip...amd I keep makin the same old faces again.
Partyin with strangers or stickin with close friends instead...
It don't matter what you're doin, as long as you're losin your head.
Out ridin the range, or layin with you here in bed...
It don't matter what I'm doin, as long as I'm losing my head.
https://www.coveralia.com/letras/losin-yo-head-monsters-of-folk.php
Way back when the smallest trip was the greatest quest.
Now sometimes I get bored, even tho I know I'm blessed.
Comin and goin like we do it's hard to keep friends I know firsthand...
I'm tired of doing nothin, feel like we should be makin plans.
We need a little thrill I can see it in our faces-
Yeah- turn off the tv set.
The feeling of adventure, I think we all remember it.
Partyin with strangers or stickin with close friends instead...
It don't matter what I'm doin, as long as I'm losing my head.
Out ridin the range, or layin with you here in bed...
It don't matter what I'm doing, as long as I'm losing my head.
