Grojband - I Must Be Losing My Mind | Текст песни

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Corey: A wise man said that country's either in you, or it ain't
and a picket fence don't look complete without a lick of paint
but never having something's not the same as losing it
and losing things round these here parks will make some folks throw fits.
Like a cow without a cowboy or a chin that's lost it's cleft.
I must be losing my mind cuz that's 'bout all I got left.
Kin/Kon/Laney: He must be losing his mind cuz that's 'bout all he's got left.
Corey: My gal, my dog, my job, my wheels. I've lost all sorts of goods.
I even dropped a bunch of crumbs and got lost in the woods.
Yeah, I've lost a lot of stuff before like a favorite guitar picks.
but to lose our independence leaves me felling pretty sick.
Like a cow without a cowboy or a chin that's lost it's cleft.
I must be losing my mind cuz that's 'bout all I got left.
Kin/Kon/Laney: He must be losing his mind cuz that's 'bout all he's got left.

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