Luyện nghe bài hát Losing Touch

Console me in my darkest
Convince me the truth is always grey
Caress me in your velvet
me from the ghost you cast away

I'm in no hurry, you go run
And tell your friends I'm losing
Fill their heads with of impending doom
It be true

Console me in my darkest
And me that you always hear my cries
I wonder what you got
I'm it was the consolation prize

I'm in no hurry, you go run
And tell friends I'm losing touch
Fill the night with stories, the legend

Of how you got
But you made way back home
You sold your soul, like a Roman yeah

I heard you found a well
In the
me in my darkest hour (in my darkest hour)
And you me down

I'm in no hurry, you go run
And tell friends I'm losing touch
Fill your crown with
doom, it must be true

But you made way back home
You sold your soul, like a vagabond

And all that now you got lost, but you made your way home
You went and sold soul, an allegiance dead and gone
I'm losing