Lyrics Loss of Head - The Faint
                                                Loss 
                                                of 
                                                head, 
                                                loss 
                                                of 
                                                heart,
 
                                    
                                
                                                Loss 
                                                of 
                                                what 
                                                you 
                                                thought 
                                                might 
                                                last 
                                                forever
 
                                    
                                
                                                In 
                                                your 
                                                dream, 
                                                real 
                                                life 
                                                as 
                                                it 
                                                seemed,
 
                                    
                                
                                                Real 
                                                life 
                                                dreamt 
                                                up 
                                                in 
                                                your 
                                                sleep...
 
                                    
                                
                                                Loss 
                                                of 
                                                head, 
                                                loss 
                                                of 
                                                heart,
 
                                    
                                
                                                Phantom 
                                                limb 
                                                nostalgia,
 
                                    
                                
                                                When 
                                                they 
                                                remember,
 
                                    
                                
                                                Where 
                                                they've 
                                                been,
 
                                    
                                
                                                Remember 
                                                things 
                                                we 
                                                did,
 
                                    
                                
                                                Hold 
                                                on 
                                                like 
                                                good 
                                                phantom 
                                                limbs...
 
                                    
                                
                                                Staring 
                                                at 
                                                the 
                                                phone 
                                                that 
                                                won't 
                                                ring,
 
                                    
                                
                                                Watching 
                                                every 
                                                car 
                                                drive 
                                                past 
                                                our 
                                                house.
 
                                    
                                
                                                Am 
                                                    I 
                                                meant 
                                                to 
                                                be 
                                                alone 
                                                inside 
                                                it?
 
                                    
                                
                                                For 
                                                the 
                                                rest 
                                                of 
                                                now? 
                                                For 
                                                the 
                                                rest 
                                                of 
                                                now?
 
                                    
                                
                                                Loss 
                                                of 
                                                head, 
                                                loss 
                                                of 
                                                heart,
 
                                    
                                
                                                Timing 
                                                broke 
                                                the 
                                                human 
                                                parts 
                                                of 
                                                our 
                                                love 
                                                into 
                                                bits...
 
                                    
                                
                                                    A 
                                                time 
                                                come 
                                                for 
                                                all 
                                                these 
                                                things,
 
                                    
                                
                                                Hold 
                                                on 
                                                like 
                                                good 
                                                phantom 
                                                limbs...
 
                                    
                                
                                                Loss 
                                                of 
                                                heart, 
                                                loss 
                                                of 
                                                heart,
 
                                    
                                
                                                Locked 
                                                outside 
                                                my 
                                                body 
                                                parts,
 
                                    
                                
                                                Remember 
                                                things 
                                                we 
                                                did,
 
                                    
                                
                                                How 
                                                come 
                                                we 
                                                need 
                                                to 
                                                quit?
 
                                    
                                
                                                Hold 
                                                on 
                                                like 
                                                good 
                                                phantom 
                                                limbs...
 
                                    
                                
                                                Staring 
                                                at 
                                                the 
                                                phone 
                                                that 
                                                won't 
                                                ring,
 
                                    
                                
                                                Watching 
                                                every 
                                                car 
                                                drive 
                                                past 
                                                our 
                                                house.
 
                                    
                                
                                                Am 
                                                    I 
                                                meant 
                                                to 
                                                be 
                                                alone 
                                                inside 
                                                it?
 
                                    
                                
                                                For 
                                                the 
                                                rest 
                                                of 
                                                now? 
                                                For 
                                                the 
                                                rest 
                                                of 
                                                now?
 
                                    
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